Lin Zichu advised:
"Ah Qing and I don't know why you were hunted down, maybe you were wronged. Are you looking for Immortal Feng Zhaoming to seek justice for you? However, Sect Master Bairen, you should also know, Not long after, Immortal Venerable Xuanying ascended to the position of Immortal Lord, and he appointed Immortal Feng Zhaoming as Xia Zun Zhu Ming. At this time, the situation is most critical. If you have his seat in your heart, don't do such things that ruin his future .Why do you have to walk out of Yeling Xianfeng and embarrass him? Why don't you stay here to cultivate."
After hearing this, Bai Ren was silent for a long time, and finally reacted.
He shook his head lightly, and then walked outside Yuelao Temple.
Qianqing was startled and angry, she really didn't know why Bai Ren insisted on courting death.
They watched Bairen move outside the door step by step, and they were about to leave Yuelao Temple.
Under the Yuelao Temple, there is a teleportation formation.
If you step out of the door, you can leave Yeling Xianfeng.
Mortals will be sent out of the Optimus Pillar, while Xianxiu will be sent out of Yeling Xianfeng.
Sect Master Bairen had a long bloodstain on his feet, and he also knew that if he walked out of the door, he would probably encounter misfortune.
But he couldn't stop.
Bairen's body couldn't hold it anymore, he let out a long moan, and was about to fall down.Clouded Leopard's eyes seemed to be shrouded in fog, his eyes were confused, and he seemed extremely unwilling.
At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared.
Qianqing pushed hard with her right hand, supporting the clouded leopard's forelimb.
"I really don't know what you want to do, do you want to kill my master?"
Qian Qing said angrily: "Sect Master Bairen, Fairy Lian Longyu said you are selfish, this time I have seen it!"
Clouded Leopard's body trembled suddenly, and there was pleading and joyful light in his eyes.
"You want to beg the two of us to take you to Zhengyang Xianzong, but you are afraid that we will refuse, so you resort to tricks to win sympathy, don't you? You have a beautiful idea!"
Qianqing was angry and spoke in a roaring voice, but there was some helplessness in her words.
Lin Zichu smiled slightly and looked at Qianqing.
Sure enough, Qianqing paused, and said reluctantly.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have a deep love for my master, which is more than your own life, and my master seems to be a little enamored with you, do you think I will help you?"
"Only this one time."
"But if you want me to help you, you must listen to me. My Taoist companion is weak at this time and needs to rest. You have also suffered serious injuries, so we can't get up immediately, and we have to wait for my Taoist companion to recover After that, set off to return to the clan.”
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the clouded leopard's dull eyes were fixed on Qianqing.
After a long time, Sect Master Bairen nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes.
Qian Qing sighed, thinking, this time, she might be in trouble.
When Qianqing promised to escort Bairen to Zhengyang Xianzong, the clouded leopard stopped struggling, and instead lay down in the Yuelao Temple, quietly recuperating and recovering its strength.
Sect Master Bairen was in a coma most of the time, and occasionally woke up, curling up his body and licking his abdomen.
It is fashionable and inconspicuous lying on its side, but when it curls up like this, it can be found that the clouded leopard's abdomen is slightly bulging, and its body shape is not very vigorous.
It's just that Qianqing and Lin Zichu had never seen the Sword Spirit Guardian Beast before, and they only thought that the belly of all clouded leopards was like this. Besides, the change of Bairen Sect's main posture was very inconspicuous at this time, neither of them took it seriously, and didn't say anything. what to ask.
In the Yuelao Temple, only Qianlin and Qianlin talked occasionally, and they had a tacit understanding and affection.
Besides, Bairen never transformed into a human form to communicate with Qian Lin.
The Cang Cang Mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist.
Optimus Prime, Phase Three.
Qianqing's right hand hangs down slightly, supporting the Taifu Queyan Sword hanging from her waist.
The expression is indifferent, not nervous, but actually vigilant, paying attention to every fairy tree and grass around him from the corner of his eyes.As soon as a bird or animal made a strange noise, Qianqing's hand holding the hilt of the sword would tighten.
Behind Qianqing was a clouded leopard that was completely black.
The clouded leopard was obviously injured, and it walked slowly, but its expression was fierce and fierce, and it was very alert.
After Yunbao, there was Lin Zichu who was broken. The Kunqiao fairy sword in his hand had been pulled out, exuding a cold and mysterious aura.
If there was something wrong, Lin Zichu immediately poured spiritual power into the sword.
The dark black kunqiao sword suddenly turned into an ice blue long sword, its vigor was inferior.
Impressively, they were the three who left Yeling Xianfeng and planned to go to Zhengyang Xianzong.
"……Come out!"
Qian Qing, who was standing at the front, paused for a moment, then suddenly spoke and said a word.
These three words were inexplicable, but Lin Zichu immediately understood the meaning they represented.
Ever since they left Yeling Fairy Peak, Qian Qing knew that their whereabouts had been tracked by monks as soon as they set foot on the road back to the sect.
The three of them seemed to be meals on the table, and there were many flies watching around, but due to various considerations, they didn't fly forward immediately.
Since the opponent didn't show up, Qianqing couldn't take the initiative to attack, so the three of them kept going around, trying to get rid of each other.
Although Qianqing is strong in battle, she doesn't have much experience in escaping.
Fortunately, even though Sect Master Bai Ren was transformed into his original form, he was still very reliable, guiding him all the way, taking advantage of the characteristics of the Optimus Pillar's nine bends and eight passes, the terrain is complex, and the clouds and mists cover the sky, leaving most of the monks behind.
Yes, it is to get rid of most of the monks, not all of them.
It was about to reach Zhengyang Xianzong, but at this moment Qianqing could clearly feel that around the three of them, there was a dangerous aura gradually gathering from all directions, intending to push the three of them into a desperate situation.
"Don't hide and hide, why don't you come out and decide the outcome!"
Qian Qing said loudly.
The other party's cultivation base is very advanced, and his aura is completely restrained. Qian Qing has no idea where the other party is hiding.
The enemy is dark and we are clear, and the situation is very bad.
"Why," Qian Qing raised her head, "Fellow Daoist really wants to drive us to a dead end, so that we can't kill them all?"
After hearing this, there was a strange silence all around.
After a while, five vigorously decorated monks jumped down from the tree.
They wore black masks with the logo of Zhengyang Immortal Sect engraved on them. They were obviously disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. No wonder their cultivation was so advanced that even Sect Master Bairen couldn't shake them off.
"Young master."
"Little Lord, Young Master Lin."
"Sinful immortals can tolerate all kinds of crimes and commit crimes, and their crimes should be punished. With such a precious body as the young master, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to be implicated."
Qianqing nodded, and with a sudden force on her right hand, she pulled out the Taifu Queyan sword.
Lin Zichu took a step forward, and the two pointed their swords downward.
"What if I say no?" Qianqing said coldly, "Students of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, are you going to do something to me?"
The five masked monks looked at each other and said in unison.
"Little Lord, not long ago, Immortal Lord Chang Sheng sent Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming to kill the sinful Immortal Bairen."
Qian Qing was stunned: "Immortal Lord Changsheng? This is?"
Someone replied: "I don't know about it, but not long ago, the three immortals all agreed that Xuanying should ascend to the position of Immortal Lord, and he would be honored as Immortal Lord Changsheng with the name "Changsheng" that he used before ascending to immortality. "
Qian Qing said angrily: "I don't know what Sect Master Bai Ren did to ask Immortal Master Chang Sheng to personally order him to hunt down and kill him."
"It's a long story, young master, don't delay the time. Feng Xianjun cared about his personal feelings, and seriously injured the sinful fairy Bairen, but he didn't kill him. He made a big mistake."
"At this time, Feng Xianjun's promotion to Xia Zun was postponed, and he was imprisoned in Zhenhui Peak by Changsheng Immortal Lord, and he was not allowed to leave the peak for half a step."
"If you kill the sinful immortal Bairen now, you will be able to stand up for the teacher. The Immortal Lord Changsheng is generous and will not pursue it. Immediately, you will make Fengxian Jun the Zhuming Immortal Venerable."
Hearing this, Qianqing said "Oh?", and he said: "It turns out that the injury on Sect Master Bairen was done by Master. I said, who can hurt him to such a degree. However, since Master has never As a disciple, how can I do such a thing that hurts Sect Master Bai Ren? Naturally, I will advance and retreat with Master."
Those five people took a step back, and they all took out their fairy swords, holding them up high, with the tip pointing inward.
"What Immortal Lord Changsheng said is indeed true. Young master, are you going to disobey the order of Immortal Lord just like Feng Xianjun?"
Qianqing smiled slightly: "What nonsense are you asking? It should be so!"
When Linzi saw this for the first time, he also made an attack.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the clouded leopard not far away.
Lin Zichu let out a long sigh in his heart.
It wasn't until this moment that Lin Zichu understood.
It turned out that Sect Master Bairen insisted on returning to Zhengyang Immortal Sect, seeing Feng Zhaoming was not what the two of them thought at all, and it would ruin his future.
The Bairen Sect Master clearly wanted to use his own life in exchange for Feng Zhaoming's ascension to Xia Zun's position...
These five monks were dressed in strong clothes and wore pure black masks on their heads, which completely concealed their appearance.
Judging from the appearance, the five people are of the same height and average build, just like five twins.
As soon as Qian Qing saw these five people, she recognized them as the famous Five Soul Chasers of Zhengyang Immortal Sect's Criminal Hall.
Not only do the five of them look the same, but they are actually related by blood, and they cooperate very tacitly in every move. Although there are only five of them, they are even better than ten when they join forces.
Over the years, countless famous ferocious scum and frenzied demon monks have all been defeated by the five soul chasing envoys, and were escorted to the prison by the five envoys to prevent them from harming the world again.
At this time, Sect Master Bairen escaped alone, and he was unable to use his spiritual power, so it seemed a bit violent to summon the five spirit chasing envoys.
However, considering the identity of the master of the Hundred Forbearance Sect and the strength of the strongest monk in the Dao of Time, such an arrangement is not surprising.
Although the five immortal swords in the hands of the five soul chasing envoys are not listed on the list of immortal swords, they are extremely powerful when they are used together, and the five of them are moving so quickly that they cannot be seen. There was an inexplicable fragrance all around.
"careful!"
Qian Qing grabbed Lin Zichu's arm and took a step back.
His expression was solemn and he was alert: "These five brothers practice the way of poison and are good at using poison. Be careful of their poison."
"This time, we don't want to defeat the opponent, as long as we rescue the Sect Master Bairen, it will be considered a victory."
"Be mindful of time, make a quick decision, and don't let them wait for other helpers."
Lin Zichu nodded, then suddenly opened his mouth and blew forward.
A large amount of cold air swept around like a storm, like a terrible temperature that could freeze everything.
At the same time, Qianqing closed her eyes and took a long breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be the sound of raindrops falling in a radius of one zhang where Qian Qing was.
The spreading water mist covered Qian Lin and the two of them, and it was hazy, with the fishy smell of rain hitting their faces.
There was a silver dragon, majestically towering like a mountain, appearing in front of Qianqing.
The five envoys of chasing souls turned their heads to look back, and suddenly their expressions changed drastically.
"not good!"
"This is... Fulong!"
The cold wind condensed into blue traces, roaring and chasing after Wushi.
Fulong's figure was hidden behind the strong wind, but the roar was still enough to thrill people.
The five people communicated to each other and said:
"Young master has obvious intentions. He just wants to escape, and he wants to force us to retreat and be unable to pursue."
"You can't hide, let them escape, how will Huizong explain?"
In just a split second, Fulong and Kuangfeng arrived as soon as they talked.
The five soul-chasing envoys quickly used their means to resist, but the cold wind came raging, carrying the wrath of Tianwei, and it was unstoppable.
Where the cold wind roared, there were dots of purple crystals left behind, which were obviously poisonous dust that had been frozen into substance.
Seeing Fulong's mighty appearance not far away, the flesh on Wushi's face trembled.
"I can't help it! He summoned the divine beast, we have no way to resist it, so we retreat for now!"
The five envoys looked at each other and scattered in all directions.
The famous five soul-chasing envoys of Zhengyang Xianzong were forced to scatter by Lin Zichu without making a single move.
At present, it seems that the two of Qian Lin seem to have the upper hand.
However, considering the huge gap in cultivation between the two of them and the five soul chasing envoys, the disadvantage of being young and inexperienced, the number of them is small, and there is a Bairen sect who has no resistance as the main protection. The loser is naturally Qianlinfang.
The five soul chasing envoys obviously understood the situation in front of them, so the five of them did not fight desperately. They spread out their layouts and plotted them slowly, trying to consume Qianlin, waiting for other pursuers to come and arrest the sinful Bairen.
How did the two of Qian Lin not know the situation at this time?
Seeing that after Qianqing and Lin Zichu drove the five people away, they immediately helped up the original body of Sect Master Bairen, and were about to run away without looking back.
With a dignified expression, he suddenly looked back, circled his right index finger, and blew a loud whistle.
"Good Fulong, darling, please drive these people away, spread them out, the farther away the better!"
This Fulong is really well-behaved, after hearing Qianqing's words, he chased him even more fiercely.
When the five soul chasing envoys escaped, they also had time to observe Qian Lin and the two. Hearing Qian Qing's direct order to Fu Long, she exclaimed:
"I haven't seen you in a few months. The little prince has tamed the divine beast Fulong more properly. The speed of Fulong's wandering is unparalleled in the world. The five of us brothers cannot escape, because no matter what, Fulong will catch up."
"But no matter how fierce Fulong is, there is only one."
"There are five of us."
"Ada, I'll leave you to deal with Fulong, and the four of us will go meet the young master for a while."
These five envoys were indeed very powerful, and seeing how they guided them, Fu Long ran after "Ada" to the east without looking back.
Seeing his ease, he was able to use the terrain to throw Fulong away in a short while, leaving only a small dragon who couldn't find the north in the nine bends and eight passes.
The other four swayed, forming an outflanking angle. After approaching the three of them, they were about to surround the three of them, and then caught them all.
The two of Qianlin felt the approach of the four of them, and they might not be able to detect the danger for a while, but Sect Master Bai Ren knew the position of the four of them very well.
It struggled slightly, raised its head, approached Qianqing, and said something.
But he said that Qianqing's body is hopeful of our blood, and all beasts can understand his speech, but he himself cannot understand the language of beasts.
However, since he united with the natal beast Fulong, he can understand it again.
At this moment, golden dragon scales flashed across Qianqing's face, and Sect Master Bairen's original beastly words passed into his ears word for word.
With a serious expression, Qian Qing nodded and waved her right hand back.
A black ball shadow flew out along Qianqing's sleeve, and slid to the side of Sect Master Bai Ren.
The ball kept growing in size in the air, and when it landed, it had changed from a ball the size of a fist to the size of a wine jar.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was Amao the Wanren spider who had been with Qianqing since she was a child.
This Amao is one with the master's heart and mind, and as soon as he lands, he knows the master's mind.
Its eight hairy long legs moved quickly, and came to Sect Master Bai Ren in an instant.
Then Amao started to spin silk crazily, weaving a large spider web among the trees beside Patriarch Bairen.
The spider web is thick and dense, and water cannot penetrate it.
"Good, Mao." Qianqing glanced back and praised: "Sect Master Bairen will leave it to you."
The spider looked terrifying, but after hearing the master's praise, it jumped up happily, screamed "Zhizhi", and showed great hospitality to Qianqing.
Qianqing patted Amao's head, stood up, her eyes were very sharp.
"No more escape"
The experience of the two of them in evasion is much different from that of the five envoys, if they let the five envoys chase after them, they will never be able to get rid of them completely.If they continue to dawdle like this, procrastinating for time, if they cannot keep Sect Master Bairen, then they will lose.
"Since you're not good at dodging, let's fight it out in an upright manner."
As soon as the words fell, the two raised their fairy swords together, and rushed towards the place where the five envoys were running.
There was a faint green light flashing between the palm of Qianqing's right hand, with a wave of her right arm, the Taifu Queyan sword in her hand was sharp and aggressive, and with a single wave, she chopped down all the trees as far as she could see.
The field of vision suddenly widened.
Qian Qing said: "The four of you come up to die together, let's fight quickly!"
The trees around the five people who concealed their figures were chopped down by Qianqing, they stood up slowly, and after hearing Qianqing's provocative words, instead of getting angry, they laughed instead.
"Since the young man wants to fight head-on, let's learn his tricks!"
Qian Qing was stunned, and thought: "Hey, is it so easy to talk to? Yes, they are disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect, and they don't want to tear themselves apart with me. If that's the case, I won't be desperate for a while."
Then he saw that the five soul chasing envoys moved their right hand in unison, turned over a sword flower, and the five long swords shook out a lot of purple poisonous powder, only the sound of "hu" was heard.
In an instant, the third stage of Optimus Prime was enveloped in poisonous gas.
The vegetation melts, and the beasts faint.
It's like purgatory.
The battle lasted less than a stick of incense.
Although the two of Qian Lin are powerful, they cannot resist the Five Soul Chasers whose cultivation base is much higher than theirs.
Lin Zichu's body trembled, coughing uncontrollably, his white robe was stained with a few patches of purple poisonous mist, which was barely frozen by Lin Zichu, unable to spread further and invade the fairy body.
Since Lin Zichu had just cured his physical problems, Qianqing took action every now and then to protect Lin Zichu with all his strength, and the injuries suffered were much heavier than Lin Zichu's.
The purple air spread all over his body, and blood spurted out during his actions, which was swallowed by Qian Qing forcefully, but there was no clue.
However, when he opened his mouth, Qianqing's white teeth were stained red with blood, and it was obvious that he had hurt his heart.
Holding the fairy sword in their hands, Qianlin and the two couldn't help stepping back, leaning towards Sect Master Bairen.
"Admit defeat, little prince."
The five soul chasing envoys stepped forward one after another, approaching them.
"You can't beat us—at least not now."
Although the five soul chasing envoys had the upper hand, they really admired the two of them in their hearts. They only felt that Qian Lin's performance was astonishingly strong. If the five of them hadn't been connected by blood and had a tacit understanding, I'm afraid they would really be challenged by the two juniors today. .
Thinking of the scene where they were defeated by young monks in their twenties, cold sweat broke down their spines.
Qian Qing looked stubborn, but nodded, he stretched his left hand back, and Amao obediently jumped into the palm of his master.
"That's right, we can't beat you today, but we don't have to."
Hearing these words, the face of the fifth spirit chasing spirit changed immediately.
Someone heard Qian Qing's implication and looked back.
Where Sect Master Bai Ren had been lying down, there was only a bloodstain, and the clouded leopard was no longer seen.
Someone among the five soul chasing envoys sighed.
"Is it... the Mirage Orb of the Mirage Dragon?"
They had already figured out that Qianqing and Ku Zhongzong Shouxi had a deep friendship, and in their hands was the phantom orb spit out by a mirage dragon, which could condense into a phantom, making it hard to tell whether it was real or not.
Probably when Amao rushed forward to protect Sect Master Bai Ren, everything around him became an illusion. In any case, Sect Master Bai Ren escaped at this time and could no longer catch up.
Thinking of this, the five envoys of chasing souls fell silent, and put away the long sword in their hands.
"Little Lord, you should be punished for helping the sinful immortal Bairen to escape without permission. Please come back to Zhengyang Immortal Sect with us and listen to the immortal master."
Qian Qing also withdrew the fairy sword and said, "Okay, I didn't say I couldn't go back."
The five envoys of chasing soul saw that Qianqing's body was covered in purple poisonous mist, and her face was pale, while Lin Zichu was also trembling and coughing uncontrollably.
So he bowed his hands and said:
"How offensive, please forgive me."
Some of the more irritable ones couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Little Lord, why do you want to help the sinful immortal Bairen? He slaughtered mortals, dug out their hearts and souls, willingly degenerated, and became a demon cultivator. You...you Wouldn't this make Immortal Venerable Baizang sad?"
Qianqing narrowed her eyes for a long time and said:
"One person does things and the other person is responsible. What does this matter have to do with my grandfather? Stop talking nonsense. How are you going to escort the two of us? Do you want to bind the fairy rope?"
The five soul chasing envoys looked at each other and said, "Don't dare."
The five people stood in front of and around the two of Qianlin, surrounded by them, and said, "Let's go on the road like this."
After saying that, the five people surrounded Qian Lin and walked slowly in the dense fog.
There were some things that Qianqing couldn't explain.
For example, this time, Sect Master Bairen was going to come to Zhengyang Immortal Sect to surrender himself.
But before turning himself in, he wanted to see Master Qianqing Feng Zhaoming again.
The five envoys of chasing souls blocked the way halfway, although they could bring Sect Master Bairen back to Xianzong, but in this way, how could they see Feng Zhaoming for the last time?
Previously, Sect Master Bairen escaped and resisted in every possible way, and did not want to be captured by other immortal cultivators, because he came to Zhengyang Xianzong alone to meet Feng Zhaoming again.
The two of Qianlin knew what Sect Master Bai Ren wanted, so they were willing to escort him back to Zhengyang Xianzong.
But if this intention is told to others, it will only embarrass Feng Zhaoming.
At that time, Zhenhui Peak will be heavily guarded, even if Patriarch Bairen recovers his spiritual power, he may not be able to climb the mountain.
It's better that way.
It is misunderstood that Bairen wants to escape, so let him go up the mountain quietly, and then fulfill his last wish.
The dignified Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, with a single thought of anger, has come to such a point.
Chiharu sighed.
He couldn't help but recall that day, when he and Lin Zichu were in Zhenhui Peak and Banxie Pavilion, they heard Sect Master Bairen confide his feelings to Feng Zhaoming.
Patriarch Bairen said:
"...As long as it's you, no matter what you do, no matter what your status is, I will always stand by your side."
Sect Master Bairen's friendship with Lord Feng Xian is really well known to all.
But how did Feng Zhaoming treat Patriarch Bairen?
Can he also always stand by his side no matter what Bairen does?
The head of the fair and unyielding immortal monarch.
On his shoulders, he carried too much.
The Pillar of Optimus, Zhenhui Peak, and Banxie Pavilion.
The owner of this fairy mountain is indifferent, young but mature.
He doesn't show his emotions easily, although he practiced the domineering and arrogant way of fighting, he likes to meditate and doesn't want to associate with others.
Over time, the immortal cultivators of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect did not come to Zhenhui Peak to bother Immortal Feng Zhaoming.
However, today, outside the evil pavilion of Zhenhui Peak, there are monks from all the major immortal sects, bustling and bustling, and everywhere they go, there are people's shadows.
"Feng Xianjun, at the beginning you thought that Bai Ren could not use his spiritual power because he was dug out of the inner alchemy by you, but after you returned the inner alchemy to him, he was still unable to return to his original state. Killed the remnants of the Sword Beast Clan."
"You disclose this matter and tell Immortal Master Changsheng, and I also say that you are still the leader of the fair and righteous fairy. Immortal Lord Changsheng ordered you to arrest Bairen, the sinful immortal, and seek justice for those one hundred innocent mortals. Then One day you clearly wounded that evil animal with your fairy sword, why did you let him go at a critical moment?"
These monks blocked the gate outside the Banxie Pavilion firmly. From a distance, it seemed that many flies and insects rushed to the peach fruit and scrambled to lie on it, and the surface was impenetrable.
Two fairies, Qingfeng and Mingyue, stood guard outside the Banxie Pavilion, one on the left and the other on the right, blocking the people who tried to break into the pavilion.
"Feng Xianjun was punished by the Immortal Lord and ordered to confine him, and he was not allowed to leave the Banxie Pavilion for half a step, and he was unable to meet everyone, please forgive me."
However, the voices of the two were quickly drowned out in the crowd.
"Bairen, the sinful immortal, committed a heinous crime in order to satisfy his own selfish desires. Among the mortals killed by him, there is also my blood left before I became an immortal."
"Hmph, the remnants of the Sword Beast clan in Bairen's belly are probably the offspring of your Feng Xianjun. In this way, what is the difference between you and Bairen's selfishness?"
"Feng Zhaoming, what you have done really makes my generation of immortal cultivators despise you."
Qingfeng and Mingyue had blue veins popping up on their foreheads, and they really wanted to yell: "Nonsense!"
At this moment, a clear and bright male voice came from the Banxie Pavilion, interrupting them in time.
"Qingfeng, you and Mingyue retreat."
The two Taoist boys turned their heads to look at the plaque hanging high in the Banxie Pavilion, and said:
"Feng Jun, you..."
"It's okay."
Inside the house, Feng Zhaoming said neither humble nor overbearing: "Immortal Lord Changsheng doesn't allow me to go out, but he didn't say that others are not allowed in. Get out of the way."
As soon as the voice fell, there was silence outside the door.
Qingfeng and Mingyue came out from the crowd to relieve their anger, and said, "My master invites everyone to enter the pavilion."
However, although all the monks were arguing endlessly, none of them dared to take a step forward and pushed open the gate of Banxie Pavilion.
Who doesn't know that this Feng Xianjun has a strong cultivation base, and is Zhengwuzhou's well-deserved "combat power No. 1"?
It's okay to yell around outside, but if you really want to do something, who can please him?
Besides, in any case, it is not convenient to take action on this monk who is very likely to become one of the four masters in the future on the territory of Zhengyang Xianzong.
Qingfeng sneered twice, bowed and stretched out his hand, urging: "Please, come in quickly."
"..."
The monks muttered, "Forget about today."
"It's a little impolite to break into the evil pavilion privately. I will make a decision after asking the Immortal Lord Changsheng in the future."
"Feng Zhaoming, don't be complacent, we will come again in the future to seek justice for my innocent blood!"
During the noise, the monks who surrounded the Banxie Pavilion finally dispersed.
Looking at Zhenhui Peak, which was covered in fallen bamboo and grass, Qingfeng sighed softly, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't knock on the door of the Xie Pavilion.
Let Feng Jun clean up for a while.
Inside the Pavilion of Dispelling Evil, there is an incense burner with animal heads, with green smoke curling up and a strange fragrance tangling.
Amidst the smog, Feng Zhaoming sat cross-legged in only a moonlight robe.
His back is as straight as a bamboo, and under his vermilion eyebrows, there are a pair of star-like eyes.
No matter how noisy the outside world is, this fairy's expression is still so calm, and he treats the outside world as nothing.
Feng Zhaoming's mood was unprecedentedly peaceful and firm.
Then I saw Xianjun stretching out his hand, a plain handkerchief hung in a pair of thin and long palms.
Feng Zhaoming raised his hands slightly, and then tied the plain handkerchief firmly on the bridge of his nose, covering his eyes.
At this time, Feng Zhaoming was sitting there quietly, his eyes were covered and he couldn't see.
Although it looks like he is practicing meditation, in fact Feng Zhaoming has sealed all the spiritual energy in his body, neither swallowing spiritual energy nor circulating the sky.
Just like a mortal, he got up to wash clothes, tidy up his appearance, clean up the chessboard, grind his pen and ink, instead of calling the fairy boy, he did everything by himself.
Feng Zhaoming, as the head of the Immortal Sovereign of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, is the seed of the future Immortal Venerable. It is really incomprehensible for Feng Zhaoming to do such a thing for no reason.
Feng Zhaoming also knew that his actions were weird, so he didn't call Qingfeng Mingyue in these days, and just stayed alone.
More than [-] years ago, Feng Zhaoming had not yet been brought into the Zhengyang Immortal Sect by the Immortal Lord Dongkun, and he was also a poor orphan. He was used to these trivial matters.
At this time, even if the status has been honored for nearly a thousand years, it is not strange to start again.
It's just that I'm not used to not being able to look behind me. Feng Zhaoming moves slowly, stretching his hands forward, groping constantly.
Hitting the corner of the table from time to time, unable to tell the direction, the majestic fairy would also stop in place, stunned for a while.
Such a day is like the tranquility before the storm, revealing a hint of danger.
A few days later, outside the Banxie Pavilion, it became noisy again.
Qingfeng and Mingyue hurried forward, knocked on the door lightly, and reported:
"Feng Xianjun, all the immortal cultivators outside the door have important matters to discuss with you, all because..."
When he was about to explain, a tsunami of cursing poured in continuously, interrupting the breeze.
"Feng Zhaoming! You traitor, the little fairy master was originally good, but you have taught me everything."
"What's the benefit of him assisting Bai Ren, the sinful immortal, to escape? He must have listened to your instigation to do something stupid."
"You are a genius who is rare in ten thousand years. You were confused for a while, and you were bewitched by a demon."
"Come out quickly, capture Bairen, and make atonement for your sins. Otherwise, your fame in this life will be defeated by the remnants of the sword beast clan!"
Feng Zhaoming still had the plain silk cloth tied in front of his eyes.
Although he can't see these days, his hearing has become more acute.
Listening to the fierce cursing outside the door, Feng Zhaoming's fingers under the white clothes curled up invisibly.
Muttering: "What... Qianqing, he..."
Feng Zhaoming was imprisoned in Zhenhui Peak, so he didn't know much about what happened outside the peak, but he could understand the ins and outs of some things through the few words of cursing outside the door.
For example, when Qian Qing and Lin Zichu met Bai Ren who was seriously injured and was on the run, they not only covered him, but also escorted him to the Optimus Pillar.
Feng Zhaoming was sitting quietly on the bed, his clothes were spotless, and he had the posture of a fairy who did not enter the world.
However, when he heard the two of Qian Lin messing around, and when Bai Ren, who was supposed to escape here, reappeared on the Optimus Pillar, Feng Zhaoming couldn't bear it anymore. He frowned deeply, and his mind was unsteady. It's also a bit messy.
"..."
At this moment, another angry breathing sound suddenly appeared in the room, it was an extremely weak sound.
This sound startled Feng Zhaoming, because with his cultivation level, he didn't notice anything unusual in the room before.
Distraught, Feng Zhaoming raised his hand and took off the handkerchief covering his eyes.
After a long time without seeing the sun, the sudden sunshine made Feng Zhaoming frown.
After thinking about it, Feng Zhaoming clasped his hands together, and then slowly pulled them apart.
A circular transparent enchantment tightly wraps the Banxie Pavilion, blocking the noisy sound of internal and external communication.
The room became quiet again, Feng Zhaoming just heard the source of the gasping sound.
He paused, stood up, and whispered to the shadow of the wooden table in the corner.
"……Who?"
The thick black shadow moved slowly, and it seemed that a trace of outline could be vaguely seen.
Feng Zhaoming's pupils suddenly shrank.
He took another step forward and asked in a low voice, "Who?"
Then there was a rustling sound, a black clouded leopard covered in blood and bruises, hesitantly stepped out of the shadows, and appeared in front of Feng Zhaoming.
At that moment, extremely complex emotions flashed in Feng Zhaoming's eyes, which finally turned into anger and unwillingness.
The forbearance and calmness of these days seemed to pass away, Feng Zhaoming rushed to take down the fairy sword Nine Questions hanging on the wall.
The fairy sword came out of its sheath, and made a trembling sound of "Zheng!", and the sword's edge was cold, and it was surprisingly sharp.
"... I said before, if you appear in front of me again, I will not let you go."
"..."
Feng Zhaoming holds the sword with one hand, the tip of the sword is pointing downwards, pointing at Bairen.
He remembered that day, when Bai Ren had no power to resist, he was caught without a fight.Not only did he let Bai Ren go under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he also helped him escape. It was an unforgivable crime. Feng Zhaoming said in a cold voice, "Don't get out!"
The black clouded leopard bent down, kneeling on the ground, its furry head lowered deeply, and a whimper sounded from its throat.
Seeing Feng Zhaoming's angry face, Yunbao didn't dare to move. He still lay on his stomach, with his ears lowered to the top of his head, but raised his dull eyes, intending to look at Feng Zhaoming.
In those eyes that should have been emotionless, there was timidity and... firmness that was not well hidden.
Feng Xianjun's hand, which has always been extremely steady, seemed to be unable to hold the sword at this moment.
The expression in his eyes was complicated, after struggling for a long time, Feng Zhaoming sighed inaudibly.
With a sound of "Hang Lang", he let go of his right hand and threw the Immortal Sword Nine Questions aside.
"……come over."
Feng Zhaoming knelt on the ground, took Yunbao into his arms with both hands, and hugged him tightly.
The clouded leopard limped forward, limped up to Feng Zhaoming, walked more and more slowly, did not notice Feng Zhaoming's obvious resistance, and then got into his arms, curled up his body.
The clouded leopard was seriously injured. After curling up its body, it revealed a wound on its abdomen that had not solidified.
The pungent smell of blood completely concealed the sandalwood in Banxie Pavilion, Feng Zhaoming frowned slightly, holding the clouded leopard in his arms with one hand, while covering the wound with the other.
Suddenly, the spiritual light appeared, and the golden core hidden in Bai Ren's body circulated leisurely, and after a while, the clouded leopard lightened and turned into a human form.
It is the nature of the Sword Beast Clan that Bairen's spiritual power is imprisoned and transformed into its original form.
Feng Zhaoming couldn't restore his spiritual power, but he could still maintain his human form.
Bai Ren was undressed, his face was flushed, his breathing was short of breath, and he was obviously seriously injured.
However, he didn't seem to take it seriously, Bai Ren tilted his head and leaned against Feng Zhaoming's chest. After a while, he raised his hand with difficulty, and gently touched Feng Xianjun's face.
The hands were bloody and trembling.
"Xian..."
Bai Ren spoke with a hoarse voice, as if he had hurt his throat.
He struggled to call: "Xian'er..."
Feng Zhaoming hugged him tighter, and the white obscene clothes were instantly stained with blood.
"...Stop talking."
"No," Bai Ren swallowed, his breathing became more rapid, he struggled and said, "I want to say, I... have something to tell you."
"..."
Feng Zhaoming let the person in his arms use those cold fingers to stroke his nose bridge and eyebrows tremblingly over and over again.
"These days, I escaped to a Yuelao temple where ordinary people seek marriage. That Yuelao temple is located at the foot of Yeling Xianfeng Mountain. Ordinary people believe that as long as couples love each other with their hearts, sincerely, and kneel down to worship Yuelao, they will be able to get married. Life after life, never to be separated."
"..."
Bai Ren's eyes had tears rolling down his face: "If only this was the legend I heard when I was young; if only the Sword Beast people believed in such a simple method. Then I just... I just want Holding your hand, together with you, kowtow a few times there, and ask for a lottery, and I will be with you forever...forever. Haha, it's so easy, isn't it great..."
Bai Ren spoke very slowly, but Feng Zhaoming just listened quietly, holding him in his arms.
——In the legend of the Sword Beast Clan, if you successfully give birth to your lover's offspring, then the two will be inseparable from generation to generation, forever and ever.
All the members of the Sword Beast Clan believed in this statement. They signed a contract with mortals and gave birth to offspring at the cost of mortals' hearts and souls.
Bai Ren's eyes had violent emotional fluctuations. He closed his eyes, and long tears flowed down the corners of his eyes to his chin.
Bai Ren's side face was pressed against Feng Zhaoming's chest, and his clothes were wet.
It wasn't until Bai Ren's face was covered with tears that Feng Zhaoming raised his hand and wiped it lightly.
Bairen murmured:
"...Why am I so stupid."
"Why did I believe it? If I hadn't done that, it would have been nice to have stopped when that mortal asked for help."
"...I just want to be with you...but why... so difficult..."
Bairen's feelings for Feng Zhaoming are like holding a torch against the wind.
Those who want to carry a torch against the wind will inevitably suffer from burning hands.
"Xian'er, I've been by your side all these years, have I...did I make you hard?"
"Ah Qing and I don't know why you were hunted down, maybe you were wronged. Are you looking for Immortal Feng Zhaoming to seek justice for you? However, Sect Master Bairen, you should also know, Not long after, Immortal Venerable Xuanying ascended to the position of Immortal Lord, and he appointed Immortal Feng Zhaoming as Xia Zun Zhu Ming. At this time, the situation is most critical. If you have his seat in your heart, don't do such things that ruin his future .Why do you have to walk out of Yeling Xianfeng and embarrass him? Why don't you stay here to cultivate."
After hearing this, Bai Ren was silent for a long time, and finally reacted.
He shook his head lightly, and then walked outside Yuelao Temple.
Qianqing was startled and angry, she really didn't know why Bai Ren insisted on courting death.
They watched Bairen move outside the door step by step, and they were about to leave Yuelao Temple.
Under the Yuelao Temple, there is a teleportation formation.
If you step out of the door, you can leave Yeling Xianfeng.
Mortals will be sent out of the Optimus Pillar, while Xianxiu will be sent out of Yeling Xianfeng.
Sect Master Bairen had a long bloodstain on his feet, and he also knew that if he walked out of the door, he would probably encounter misfortune.
But he couldn't stop.
Bairen's body couldn't hold it anymore, he let out a long moan, and was about to fall down.Clouded Leopard's eyes seemed to be shrouded in fog, his eyes were confused, and he seemed extremely unwilling.
At this moment, a red figure suddenly appeared.
Qianqing pushed hard with her right hand, supporting the clouded leopard's forelimb.
"I really don't know what you want to do, do you want to kill my master?"
Qian Qing said angrily: "Sect Master Bairen, Fairy Lian Longyu said you are selfish, this time I have seen it!"
Clouded Leopard's body trembled suddenly, and there was pleading and joyful light in his eyes.
"You want to beg the two of us to take you to Zhengyang Xianzong, but you are afraid that we will refuse, so you resort to tricks to win sympathy, don't you? You have a beautiful idea!"
Qianqing was angry and spoke in a roaring voice, but there was some helplessness in her words.
Lin Zichu smiled slightly and looked at Qianqing.
Sure enough, Qianqing paused, and said reluctantly.
"If it weren't for the fact that you have a deep love for my master, which is more than your own life, and my master seems to be a little enamored with you, do you think I will help you?"
"Only this one time."
"But if you want me to help you, you must listen to me. My Taoist companion is weak at this time and needs to rest. You have also suffered serious injuries, so we can't get up immediately, and we have to wait for my Taoist companion to recover After that, set off to return to the clan.”
I don't know if it was a coincidence, but the clouded leopard's dull eyes were fixed on Qianqing.
After a long time, Sect Master Bairen nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes.
Qian Qing sighed, thinking, this time, she might be in trouble.
When Qianqing promised to escort Bairen to Zhengyang Xianzong, the clouded leopard stopped struggling, and instead lay down in the Yuelao Temple, quietly recuperating and recovering its strength.
Sect Master Bairen was in a coma most of the time, and occasionally woke up, curling up his body and licking his abdomen.
It is fashionable and inconspicuous lying on its side, but when it curls up like this, it can be found that the clouded leopard's abdomen is slightly bulging, and its body shape is not very vigorous.
It's just that Qianqing and Lin Zichu had never seen the Sword Spirit Guardian Beast before, and they only thought that the belly of all clouded leopards was like this. Besides, the change of Bairen Sect's main posture was very inconspicuous at this time, neither of them took it seriously, and didn't say anything. what to ask.
In the Yuelao Temple, only Qianlin and Qianlin talked occasionally, and they had a tacit understanding and affection.
Besides, Bairen never transformed into a human form to communicate with Qian Lin.
The Cang Cang Mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist.
Optimus Prime, Phase Three.
Qianqing's right hand hangs down slightly, supporting the Taifu Queyan Sword hanging from her waist.
The expression is indifferent, not nervous, but actually vigilant, paying attention to every fairy tree and grass around him from the corner of his eyes.As soon as a bird or animal made a strange noise, Qianqing's hand holding the hilt of the sword would tighten.
Behind Qianqing was a clouded leopard that was completely black.
The clouded leopard was obviously injured, and it walked slowly, but its expression was fierce and fierce, and it was very alert.
After Yunbao, there was Lin Zichu who was broken. The Kunqiao fairy sword in his hand had been pulled out, exuding a cold and mysterious aura.
If there was something wrong, Lin Zichu immediately poured spiritual power into the sword.
The dark black kunqiao sword suddenly turned into an ice blue long sword, its vigor was inferior.
Impressively, they were the three who left Yeling Xianfeng and planned to go to Zhengyang Xianzong.
"……Come out!"
Qian Qing, who was standing at the front, paused for a moment, then suddenly spoke and said a word.
These three words were inexplicable, but Lin Zichu immediately understood the meaning they represented.
Ever since they left Yeling Fairy Peak, Qian Qing knew that their whereabouts had been tracked by monks as soon as they set foot on the road back to the sect.
The three of them seemed to be meals on the table, and there were many flies watching around, but due to various considerations, they didn't fly forward immediately.
Since the opponent didn't show up, Qianqing couldn't take the initiative to attack, so the three of them kept going around, trying to get rid of each other.
Although Qianqing is strong in battle, she doesn't have much experience in escaping.
Fortunately, even though Sect Master Bai Ren was transformed into his original form, he was still very reliable, guiding him all the way, taking advantage of the characteristics of the Optimus Pillar's nine bends and eight passes, the terrain is complex, and the clouds and mists cover the sky, leaving most of the monks behind.
Yes, it is to get rid of most of the monks, not all of them.
It was about to reach Zhengyang Xianzong, but at this moment Qianqing could clearly feel that around the three of them, there was a dangerous aura gradually gathering from all directions, intending to push the three of them into a desperate situation.
"Don't hide and hide, why don't you come out and decide the outcome!"
Qian Qing said loudly.
The other party's cultivation base is very advanced, and his aura is completely restrained. Qian Qing has no idea where the other party is hiding.
The enemy is dark and we are clear, and the situation is very bad.
"Why," Qian Qing raised her head, "Fellow Daoist really wants to drive us to a dead end, so that we can't kill them all?"
After hearing this, there was a strange silence all around.
After a while, five vigorously decorated monks jumped down from the tree.
They wore black masks with the logo of Zhengyang Immortal Sect engraved on them. They were obviously disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect. No wonder their cultivation was so advanced that even Sect Master Bairen couldn't shake them off.
"Young master."
"Little Lord, Young Master Lin."
"Sinful immortals can tolerate all kinds of crimes and commit crimes, and their crimes should be punished. With such a precious body as the young master, it is better to leave as soon as possible, so as not to be implicated."
Qianqing nodded, and with a sudden force on her right hand, she pulled out the Taifu Queyan sword.
Lin Zichu took a step forward, and the two pointed their swords downward.
"What if I say no?" Qianqing said coldly, "Students of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, are you going to do something to me?"
The five masked monks looked at each other and said in unison.
"Little Lord, not long ago, Immortal Lord Chang Sheng sent Immortal Lord Feng Zhaoming to kill the sinful Immortal Bairen."
Qian Qing was stunned: "Immortal Lord Changsheng? This is?"
Someone replied: "I don't know about it, but not long ago, the three immortals all agreed that Xuanying should ascend to the position of Immortal Lord, and he would be honored as Immortal Lord Changsheng with the name "Changsheng" that he used before ascending to immortality. "
Qian Qing said angrily: "I don't know what Sect Master Bai Ren did to ask Immortal Master Chang Sheng to personally order him to hunt down and kill him."
"It's a long story, young master, don't delay the time. Feng Xianjun cared about his personal feelings, and seriously injured the sinful fairy Bairen, but he didn't kill him. He made a big mistake."
"At this time, Feng Xianjun's promotion to Xia Zun was postponed, and he was imprisoned in Zhenhui Peak by Changsheng Immortal Lord, and he was not allowed to leave the peak for half a step."
"If you kill the sinful immortal Bairen now, you will be able to stand up for the teacher. The Immortal Lord Changsheng is generous and will not pursue it. Immediately, you will make Fengxian Jun the Zhuming Immortal Venerable."
Hearing this, Qianqing said "Oh?", and he said: "It turns out that the injury on Sect Master Bairen was done by Master. I said, who can hurt him to such a degree. However, since Master has never As a disciple, how can I do such a thing that hurts Sect Master Bai Ren? Naturally, I will advance and retreat with Master."
Those five people took a step back, and they all took out their fairy swords, holding them up high, with the tip pointing inward.
"What Immortal Lord Changsheng said is indeed true. Young master, are you going to disobey the order of Immortal Lord just like Feng Xianjun?"
Qianqing smiled slightly: "What nonsense are you asking? It should be so!"
When Linzi saw this for the first time, he also made an attack.
From the corner of his eye, he saw the clouded leopard not far away.
Lin Zichu let out a long sigh in his heart.
It wasn't until this moment that Lin Zichu understood.
It turned out that Sect Master Bairen insisted on returning to Zhengyang Immortal Sect, seeing Feng Zhaoming was not what the two of them thought at all, and it would ruin his future.
The Bairen Sect Master clearly wanted to use his own life in exchange for Feng Zhaoming's ascension to Xia Zun's position...
These five monks were dressed in strong clothes and wore pure black masks on their heads, which completely concealed their appearance.
Judging from the appearance, the five people are of the same height and average build, just like five twins.
As soon as Qian Qing saw these five people, she recognized them as the famous Five Soul Chasers of Zhengyang Immortal Sect's Criminal Hall.
Not only do the five of them look the same, but they are actually related by blood, and they cooperate very tacitly in every move. Although there are only five of them, they are even better than ten when they join forces.
Over the years, countless famous ferocious scum and frenzied demon monks have all been defeated by the five soul chasing envoys, and were escorted to the prison by the five envoys to prevent them from harming the world again.
At this time, Sect Master Bairen escaped alone, and he was unable to use his spiritual power, so it seemed a bit violent to summon the five spirit chasing envoys.
However, considering the identity of the master of the Hundred Forbearance Sect and the strength of the strongest monk in the Dao of Time, such an arrangement is not surprising.
Although the five immortal swords in the hands of the five soul chasing envoys are not listed on the list of immortal swords, they are extremely powerful when they are used together, and the five of them are moving so quickly that they cannot be seen. There was an inexplicable fragrance all around.
"careful!"
Qian Qing grabbed Lin Zichu's arm and took a step back.
His expression was solemn and he was alert: "These five brothers practice the way of poison and are good at using poison. Be careful of their poison."
"This time, we don't want to defeat the opponent, as long as we rescue the Sect Master Bairen, it will be considered a victory."
"Be mindful of time, make a quick decision, and don't let them wait for other helpers."
Lin Zichu nodded, then suddenly opened his mouth and blew forward.
A large amount of cold air swept around like a storm, like a terrible temperature that could freeze everything.
At the same time, Qianqing closed her eyes and took a long breath.
When he opened his eyes again, there seemed to be the sound of raindrops falling in a radius of one zhang where Qian Qing was.
The spreading water mist covered Qian Lin and the two of them, and it was hazy, with the fishy smell of rain hitting their faces.
There was a silver dragon, majestically towering like a mountain, appearing in front of Qianqing.
The five envoys of chasing souls turned their heads to look back, and suddenly their expressions changed drastically.
"not good!"
"This is... Fulong!"
The cold wind condensed into blue traces, roaring and chasing after Wushi.
Fulong's figure was hidden behind the strong wind, but the roar was still enough to thrill people.
The five people communicated to each other and said:
"Young master has obvious intentions. He just wants to escape, and he wants to force us to retreat and be unable to pursue."
"You can't hide, let them escape, how will Huizong explain?"
In just a split second, Fulong and Kuangfeng arrived as soon as they talked.
The five soul-chasing envoys quickly used their means to resist, but the cold wind came raging, carrying the wrath of Tianwei, and it was unstoppable.
Where the cold wind roared, there were dots of purple crystals left behind, which were obviously poisonous dust that had been frozen into substance.
Seeing Fulong's mighty appearance not far away, the flesh on Wushi's face trembled.
"I can't help it! He summoned the divine beast, we have no way to resist it, so we retreat for now!"
The five envoys looked at each other and scattered in all directions.
The famous five soul-chasing envoys of Zhengyang Xianzong were forced to scatter by Lin Zichu without making a single move.
At present, it seems that the two of Qian Lin seem to have the upper hand.
However, considering the huge gap in cultivation between the two of them and the five soul chasing envoys, the disadvantage of being young and inexperienced, the number of them is small, and there is a Bairen sect who has no resistance as the main protection. The loser is naturally Qianlinfang.
The five soul chasing envoys obviously understood the situation in front of them, so the five of them did not fight desperately. They spread out their layouts and plotted them slowly, trying to consume Qianlin, waiting for other pursuers to come and arrest the sinful Bairen.
How did the two of Qian Lin not know the situation at this time?
Seeing that after Qianqing and Lin Zichu drove the five people away, they immediately helped up the original body of Sect Master Bairen, and were about to run away without looking back.
With a dignified expression, he suddenly looked back, circled his right index finger, and blew a loud whistle.
"Good Fulong, darling, please drive these people away, spread them out, the farther away the better!"
This Fulong is really well-behaved, after hearing Qianqing's words, he chased him even more fiercely.
When the five soul chasing envoys escaped, they also had time to observe Qian Lin and the two. Hearing Qian Qing's direct order to Fu Long, she exclaimed:
"I haven't seen you in a few months. The little prince has tamed the divine beast Fulong more properly. The speed of Fulong's wandering is unparalleled in the world. The five of us brothers cannot escape, because no matter what, Fulong will catch up."
"But no matter how fierce Fulong is, there is only one."
"There are five of us."
"Ada, I'll leave you to deal with Fulong, and the four of us will go meet the young master for a while."
These five envoys were indeed very powerful, and seeing how they guided them, Fu Long ran after "Ada" to the east without looking back.
Seeing his ease, he was able to use the terrain to throw Fulong away in a short while, leaving only a small dragon who couldn't find the north in the nine bends and eight passes.
The other four swayed, forming an outflanking angle. After approaching the three of them, they were about to surround the three of them, and then caught them all.
The two of Qianlin felt the approach of the four of them, and they might not be able to detect the danger for a while, but Sect Master Bai Ren knew the position of the four of them very well.
It struggled slightly, raised its head, approached Qianqing, and said something.
But he said that Qianqing's body is hopeful of our blood, and all beasts can understand his speech, but he himself cannot understand the language of beasts.
However, since he united with the natal beast Fulong, he can understand it again.
At this moment, golden dragon scales flashed across Qianqing's face, and Sect Master Bairen's original beastly words passed into his ears word for word.
With a serious expression, Qian Qing nodded and waved her right hand back.
A black ball shadow flew out along Qianqing's sleeve, and slid to the side of Sect Master Bai Ren.
The ball kept growing in size in the air, and when it landed, it had changed from a ball the size of a fist to the size of a wine jar.
Taking a closer look, it turned out that it was Amao the Wanren spider who had been with Qianqing since she was a child.
This Amao is one with the master's heart and mind, and as soon as he lands, he knows the master's mind.
Its eight hairy long legs moved quickly, and came to Sect Master Bai Ren in an instant.
Then Amao started to spin silk crazily, weaving a large spider web among the trees beside Patriarch Bairen.
The spider web is thick and dense, and water cannot penetrate it.
"Good, Mao." Qianqing glanced back and praised: "Sect Master Bairen will leave it to you."
The spider looked terrifying, but after hearing the master's praise, it jumped up happily, screamed "Zhizhi", and showed great hospitality to Qianqing.
Qianqing patted Amao's head, stood up, her eyes were very sharp.
"No more escape"
The experience of the two of them in evasion is much different from that of the five envoys, if they let the five envoys chase after them, they will never be able to get rid of them completely.If they continue to dawdle like this, procrastinating for time, if they cannot keep Sect Master Bairen, then they will lose.
"Since you're not good at dodging, let's fight it out in an upright manner."
As soon as the words fell, the two raised their fairy swords together, and rushed towards the place where the five envoys were running.
There was a faint green light flashing between the palm of Qianqing's right hand, with a wave of her right arm, the Taifu Queyan sword in her hand was sharp and aggressive, and with a single wave, she chopped down all the trees as far as she could see.
The field of vision suddenly widened.
Qian Qing said: "The four of you come up to die together, let's fight quickly!"
The trees around the five people who concealed their figures were chopped down by Qianqing, they stood up slowly, and after hearing Qianqing's provocative words, instead of getting angry, they laughed instead.
"Since the young man wants to fight head-on, let's learn his tricks!"
Qian Qing was stunned, and thought: "Hey, is it so easy to talk to? Yes, they are disciples of Zhengyang Immortal Sect, and they don't want to tear themselves apart with me. If that's the case, I won't be desperate for a while."
Then he saw that the five soul chasing envoys moved their right hand in unison, turned over a sword flower, and the five long swords shook out a lot of purple poisonous powder, only the sound of "hu" was heard.
In an instant, the third stage of Optimus Prime was enveloped in poisonous gas.
The vegetation melts, and the beasts faint.
It's like purgatory.
The battle lasted less than a stick of incense.
Although the two of Qian Lin are powerful, they cannot resist the Five Soul Chasers whose cultivation base is much higher than theirs.
Lin Zichu's body trembled, coughing uncontrollably, his white robe was stained with a few patches of purple poisonous mist, which was barely frozen by Lin Zichu, unable to spread further and invade the fairy body.
Since Lin Zichu had just cured his physical problems, Qianqing took action every now and then to protect Lin Zichu with all his strength, and the injuries suffered were much heavier than Lin Zichu's.
The purple air spread all over his body, and blood spurted out during his actions, which was swallowed by Qian Qing forcefully, but there was no clue.
However, when he opened his mouth, Qianqing's white teeth were stained red with blood, and it was obvious that he had hurt his heart.
Holding the fairy sword in their hands, Qianlin and the two couldn't help stepping back, leaning towards Sect Master Bairen.
"Admit defeat, little prince."
The five soul chasing envoys stepped forward one after another, approaching them.
"You can't beat us—at least not now."
Although the five soul chasing envoys had the upper hand, they really admired the two of them in their hearts. They only felt that Qian Lin's performance was astonishingly strong. If the five of them hadn't been connected by blood and had a tacit understanding, I'm afraid they would really be challenged by the two juniors today. .
Thinking of the scene where they were defeated by young monks in their twenties, cold sweat broke down their spines.
Qian Qing looked stubborn, but nodded, he stretched his left hand back, and Amao obediently jumped into the palm of his master.
"That's right, we can't beat you today, but we don't have to."
Hearing these words, the face of the fifth spirit chasing spirit changed immediately.
Someone heard Qian Qing's implication and looked back.
Where Sect Master Bai Ren had been lying down, there was only a bloodstain, and the clouded leopard was no longer seen.
Someone among the five soul chasing envoys sighed.
"Is it... the Mirage Orb of the Mirage Dragon?"
They had already figured out that Qianqing and Ku Zhongzong Shouxi had a deep friendship, and in their hands was the phantom orb spit out by a mirage dragon, which could condense into a phantom, making it hard to tell whether it was real or not.
Probably when Amao rushed forward to protect Sect Master Bai Ren, everything around him became an illusion. In any case, Sect Master Bai Ren escaped at this time and could no longer catch up.
Thinking of this, the five envoys of chasing souls fell silent, and put away the long sword in their hands.
"Little Lord, you should be punished for helping the sinful immortal Bairen to escape without permission. Please come back to Zhengyang Immortal Sect with us and listen to the immortal master."
Qian Qing also withdrew the fairy sword and said, "Okay, I didn't say I couldn't go back."
The five envoys of chasing soul saw that Qianqing's body was covered in purple poisonous mist, and her face was pale, while Lin Zichu was also trembling and coughing uncontrollably.
So he bowed his hands and said:
"How offensive, please forgive me."
Some of the more irritable ones couldn't bear it any longer, and asked, "Little Lord, why do you want to help the sinful immortal Bairen? He slaughtered mortals, dug out their hearts and souls, willingly degenerated, and became a demon cultivator. You...you Wouldn't this make Immortal Venerable Baizang sad?"
Qianqing narrowed her eyes for a long time and said:
"One person does things and the other person is responsible. What does this matter have to do with my grandfather? Stop talking nonsense. How are you going to escort the two of us? Do you want to bind the fairy rope?"
The five soul chasing envoys looked at each other and said, "Don't dare."
The five people stood in front of and around the two of Qianlin, surrounded by them, and said, "Let's go on the road like this."
After saying that, the five people surrounded Qian Lin and walked slowly in the dense fog.
There were some things that Qianqing couldn't explain.
For example, this time, Sect Master Bairen was going to come to Zhengyang Immortal Sect to surrender himself.
But before turning himself in, he wanted to see Master Qianqing Feng Zhaoming again.
The five envoys of chasing souls blocked the way halfway, although they could bring Sect Master Bairen back to Xianzong, but in this way, how could they see Feng Zhaoming for the last time?
Previously, Sect Master Bairen escaped and resisted in every possible way, and did not want to be captured by other immortal cultivators, because he came to Zhengyang Xianzong alone to meet Feng Zhaoming again.
The two of Qianlin knew what Sect Master Bai Ren wanted, so they were willing to escort him back to Zhengyang Xianzong.
But if this intention is told to others, it will only embarrass Feng Zhaoming.
At that time, Zhenhui Peak will be heavily guarded, even if Patriarch Bairen recovers his spiritual power, he may not be able to climb the mountain.
It's better that way.
It is misunderstood that Bairen wants to escape, so let him go up the mountain quietly, and then fulfill his last wish.
The dignified Sect Master of the Immortal Sect, with a single thought of anger, has come to such a point.
Chiharu sighed.
He couldn't help but recall that day, when he and Lin Zichu were in Zhenhui Peak and Banxie Pavilion, they heard Sect Master Bairen confide his feelings to Feng Zhaoming.
Patriarch Bairen said:
"...As long as it's you, no matter what you do, no matter what your status is, I will always stand by your side."
Sect Master Bairen's friendship with Lord Feng Xian is really well known to all.
But how did Feng Zhaoming treat Patriarch Bairen?
Can he also always stand by his side no matter what Bairen does?
The head of the fair and unyielding immortal monarch.
On his shoulders, he carried too much.
The Pillar of Optimus, Zhenhui Peak, and Banxie Pavilion.
The owner of this fairy mountain is indifferent, young but mature.
He doesn't show his emotions easily, although he practiced the domineering and arrogant way of fighting, he likes to meditate and doesn't want to associate with others.
Over time, the immortal cultivators of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect did not come to Zhenhui Peak to bother Immortal Feng Zhaoming.
However, today, outside the evil pavilion of Zhenhui Peak, there are monks from all the major immortal sects, bustling and bustling, and everywhere they go, there are people's shadows.
"Feng Xianjun, at the beginning you thought that Bai Ren could not use his spiritual power because he was dug out of the inner alchemy by you, but after you returned the inner alchemy to him, he was still unable to return to his original state. Killed the remnants of the Sword Beast Clan."
"You disclose this matter and tell Immortal Master Changsheng, and I also say that you are still the leader of the fair and righteous fairy. Immortal Lord Changsheng ordered you to arrest Bairen, the sinful immortal, and seek justice for those one hundred innocent mortals. Then One day you clearly wounded that evil animal with your fairy sword, why did you let him go at a critical moment?"
These monks blocked the gate outside the Banxie Pavilion firmly. From a distance, it seemed that many flies and insects rushed to the peach fruit and scrambled to lie on it, and the surface was impenetrable.
Two fairies, Qingfeng and Mingyue, stood guard outside the Banxie Pavilion, one on the left and the other on the right, blocking the people who tried to break into the pavilion.
"Feng Xianjun was punished by the Immortal Lord and ordered to confine him, and he was not allowed to leave the Banxie Pavilion for half a step, and he was unable to meet everyone, please forgive me."
However, the voices of the two were quickly drowned out in the crowd.
"Bairen, the sinful immortal, committed a heinous crime in order to satisfy his own selfish desires. Among the mortals killed by him, there is also my blood left before I became an immortal."
"Hmph, the remnants of the Sword Beast clan in Bairen's belly are probably the offspring of your Feng Xianjun. In this way, what is the difference between you and Bairen's selfishness?"
"Feng Zhaoming, what you have done really makes my generation of immortal cultivators despise you."
Qingfeng and Mingyue had blue veins popping up on their foreheads, and they really wanted to yell: "Nonsense!"
At this moment, a clear and bright male voice came from the Banxie Pavilion, interrupting them in time.
"Qingfeng, you and Mingyue retreat."
The two Taoist boys turned their heads to look at the plaque hanging high in the Banxie Pavilion, and said:
"Feng Jun, you..."
"It's okay."
Inside the house, Feng Zhaoming said neither humble nor overbearing: "Immortal Lord Changsheng doesn't allow me to go out, but he didn't say that others are not allowed in. Get out of the way."
As soon as the voice fell, there was silence outside the door.
Qingfeng and Mingyue came out from the crowd to relieve their anger, and said, "My master invites everyone to enter the pavilion."
However, although all the monks were arguing endlessly, none of them dared to take a step forward and pushed open the gate of Banxie Pavilion.
Who doesn't know that this Feng Xianjun has a strong cultivation base, and is Zhengwuzhou's well-deserved "combat power No. 1"?
It's okay to yell around outside, but if you really want to do something, who can please him?
Besides, in any case, it is not convenient to take action on this monk who is very likely to become one of the four masters in the future on the territory of Zhengyang Xianzong.
Qingfeng sneered twice, bowed and stretched out his hand, urging: "Please, come in quickly."
"..."
The monks muttered, "Forget about today."
"It's a little impolite to break into the evil pavilion privately. I will make a decision after asking the Immortal Lord Changsheng in the future."
"Feng Zhaoming, don't be complacent, we will come again in the future to seek justice for my innocent blood!"
During the noise, the monks who surrounded the Banxie Pavilion finally dispersed.
Looking at Zhenhui Peak, which was covered in fallen bamboo and grass, Qingfeng sighed softly, hesitated for a moment, but still didn't knock on the door of the Xie Pavilion.
Let Feng Jun clean up for a while.
Inside the Pavilion of Dispelling Evil, there is an incense burner with animal heads, with green smoke curling up and a strange fragrance tangling.
Amidst the smog, Feng Zhaoming sat cross-legged in only a moonlight robe.
His back is as straight as a bamboo, and under his vermilion eyebrows, there are a pair of star-like eyes.
No matter how noisy the outside world is, this fairy's expression is still so calm, and he treats the outside world as nothing.
Feng Zhaoming's mood was unprecedentedly peaceful and firm.
Then I saw Xianjun stretching out his hand, a plain handkerchief hung in a pair of thin and long palms.
Feng Zhaoming raised his hands slightly, and then tied the plain handkerchief firmly on the bridge of his nose, covering his eyes.
At this time, Feng Zhaoming was sitting there quietly, his eyes were covered and he couldn't see.
Although it looks like he is practicing meditation, in fact Feng Zhaoming has sealed all the spiritual energy in his body, neither swallowing spiritual energy nor circulating the sky.
Just like a mortal, he got up to wash clothes, tidy up his appearance, clean up the chessboard, grind his pen and ink, instead of calling the fairy boy, he did everything by himself.
Feng Zhaoming, as the head of the Immortal Sovereign of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect, is the seed of the future Immortal Venerable. It is really incomprehensible for Feng Zhaoming to do such a thing for no reason.
Feng Zhaoming also knew that his actions were weird, so he didn't call Qingfeng Mingyue in these days, and just stayed alone.
More than [-] years ago, Feng Zhaoming had not yet been brought into the Zhengyang Immortal Sect by the Immortal Lord Dongkun, and he was also a poor orphan. He was used to these trivial matters.
At this time, even if the status has been honored for nearly a thousand years, it is not strange to start again.
It's just that I'm not used to not being able to look behind me. Feng Zhaoming moves slowly, stretching his hands forward, groping constantly.
Hitting the corner of the table from time to time, unable to tell the direction, the majestic fairy would also stop in place, stunned for a while.
Such a day is like the tranquility before the storm, revealing a hint of danger.
A few days later, outside the Banxie Pavilion, it became noisy again.
Qingfeng and Mingyue hurried forward, knocked on the door lightly, and reported:
"Feng Xianjun, all the immortal cultivators outside the door have important matters to discuss with you, all because..."
When he was about to explain, a tsunami of cursing poured in continuously, interrupting the breeze.
"Feng Zhaoming! You traitor, the little fairy master was originally good, but you have taught me everything."
"What's the benefit of him assisting Bai Ren, the sinful immortal, to escape? He must have listened to your instigation to do something stupid."
"You are a genius who is rare in ten thousand years. You were confused for a while, and you were bewitched by a demon."
"Come out quickly, capture Bairen, and make atonement for your sins. Otherwise, your fame in this life will be defeated by the remnants of the sword beast clan!"
Feng Zhaoming still had the plain silk cloth tied in front of his eyes.
Although he can't see these days, his hearing has become more acute.
Listening to the fierce cursing outside the door, Feng Zhaoming's fingers under the white clothes curled up invisibly.
Muttering: "What... Qianqing, he..."
Feng Zhaoming was imprisoned in Zhenhui Peak, so he didn't know much about what happened outside the peak, but he could understand the ins and outs of some things through the few words of cursing outside the door.
For example, when Qian Qing and Lin Zichu met Bai Ren who was seriously injured and was on the run, they not only covered him, but also escorted him to the Optimus Pillar.
Feng Zhaoming was sitting quietly on the bed, his clothes were spotless, and he had the posture of a fairy who did not enter the world.
However, when he heard the two of Qian Lin messing around, and when Bai Ren, who was supposed to escape here, reappeared on the Optimus Pillar, Feng Zhaoming couldn't bear it anymore. He frowned deeply, and his mind was unsteady. It's also a bit messy.
"..."
At this moment, another angry breathing sound suddenly appeared in the room, it was an extremely weak sound.
This sound startled Feng Zhaoming, because with his cultivation level, he didn't notice anything unusual in the room before.
Distraught, Feng Zhaoming raised his hand and took off the handkerchief covering his eyes.
After a long time without seeing the sun, the sudden sunshine made Feng Zhaoming frown.
After thinking about it, Feng Zhaoming clasped his hands together, and then slowly pulled them apart.
A circular transparent enchantment tightly wraps the Banxie Pavilion, blocking the noisy sound of internal and external communication.
The room became quiet again, Feng Zhaoming just heard the source of the gasping sound.
He paused, stood up, and whispered to the shadow of the wooden table in the corner.
"……Who?"
The thick black shadow moved slowly, and it seemed that a trace of outline could be vaguely seen.
Feng Zhaoming's pupils suddenly shrank.
He took another step forward and asked in a low voice, "Who?"
Then there was a rustling sound, a black clouded leopard covered in blood and bruises, hesitantly stepped out of the shadows, and appeared in front of Feng Zhaoming.
At that moment, extremely complex emotions flashed in Feng Zhaoming's eyes, which finally turned into anger and unwillingness.
The forbearance and calmness of these days seemed to pass away, Feng Zhaoming rushed to take down the fairy sword Nine Questions hanging on the wall.
The fairy sword came out of its sheath, and made a trembling sound of "Zheng!", and the sword's edge was cold, and it was surprisingly sharp.
"... I said before, if you appear in front of me again, I will not let you go."
"..."
Feng Zhaoming holds the sword with one hand, the tip of the sword is pointing downwards, pointing at Bairen.
He remembered that day, when Bai Ren had no power to resist, he was caught without a fight.Not only did he let Bai Ren go under the watchful eyes of everyone, but he also helped him escape. It was an unforgivable crime. Feng Zhaoming said in a cold voice, "Don't get out!"
The black clouded leopard bent down, kneeling on the ground, its furry head lowered deeply, and a whimper sounded from its throat.
Seeing Feng Zhaoming's angry face, Yunbao didn't dare to move. He still lay on his stomach, with his ears lowered to the top of his head, but raised his dull eyes, intending to look at Feng Zhaoming.
In those eyes that should have been emotionless, there was timidity and... firmness that was not well hidden.
Feng Xianjun's hand, which has always been extremely steady, seemed to be unable to hold the sword at this moment.
The expression in his eyes was complicated, after struggling for a long time, Feng Zhaoming sighed inaudibly.
With a sound of "Hang Lang", he let go of his right hand and threw the Immortal Sword Nine Questions aside.
"……come over."
Feng Zhaoming knelt on the ground, took Yunbao into his arms with both hands, and hugged him tightly.
The clouded leopard limped forward, limped up to Feng Zhaoming, walked more and more slowly, did not notice Feng Zhaoming's obvious resistance, and then got into his arms, curled up his body.
The clouded leopard was seriously injured. After curling up its body, it revealed a wound on its abdomen that had not solidified.
The pungent smell of blood completely concealed the sandalwood in Banxie Pavilion, Feng Zhaoming frowned slightly, holding the clouded leopard in his arms with one hand, while covering the wound with the other.
Suddenly, the spiritual light appeared, and the golden core hidden in Bai Ren's body circulated leisurely, and after a while, the clouded leopard lightened and turned into a human form.
It is the nature of the Sword Beast Clan that Bairen's spiritual power is imprisoned and transformed into its original form.
Feng Zhaoming couldn't restore his spiritual power, but he could still maintain his human form.
Bai Ren was undressed, his face was flushed, his breathing was short of breath, and he was obviously seriously injured.
However, he didn't seem to take it seriously, Bai Ren tilted his head and leaned against Feng Zhaoming's chest. After a while, he raised his hand with difficulty, and gently touched Feng Xianjun's face.
The hands were bloody and trembling.
"Xian..."
Bai Ren spoke with a hoarse voice, as if he had hurt his throat.
He struggled to call: "Xian'er..."
Feng Zhaoming hugged him tighter, and the white obscene clothes were instantly stained with blood.
"...Stop talking."
"No," Bai Ren swallowed, his breathing became more rapid, he struggled and said, "I want to say, I... have something to tell you."
"..."
Feng Zhaoming let the person in his arms use those cold fingers to stroke his nose bridge and eyebrows tremblingly over and over again.
"These days, I escaped to a Yuelao temple where ordinary people seek marriage. That Yuelao temple is located at the foot of Yeling Xianfeng Mountain. Ordinary people believe that as long as couples love each other with their hearts, sincerely, and kneel down to worship Yuelao, they will be able to get married. Life after life, never to be separated."
"..."
Bai Ren's eyes had tears rolling down his face: "If only this was the legend I heard when I was young; if only the Sword Beast people believed in such a simple method. Then I just... I just want Holding your hand, together with you, kowtow a few times there, and ask for a lottery, and I will be with you forever...forever. Haha, it's so easy, isn't it great..."
Bai Ren spoke very slowly, but Feng Zhaoming just listened quietly, holding him in his arms.
——In the legend of the Sword Beast Clan, if you successfully give birth to your lover's offspring, then the two will be inseparable from generation to generation, forever and ever.
All the members of the Sword Beast Clan believed in this statement. They signed a contract with mortals and gave birth to offspring at the cost of mortals' hearts and souls.
Bai Ren's eyes had violent emotional fluctuations. He closed his eyes, and long tears flowed down the corners of his eyes to his chin.
Bai Ren's side face was pressed against Feng Zhaoming's chest, and his clothes were wet.
It wasn't until Bai Ren's face was covered with tears that Feng Zhaoming raised his hand and wiped it lightly.
Bairen murmured:
"...Why am I so stupid."
"Why did I believe it? If I hadn't done that, it would have been nice to have stopped when that mortal asked for help."
"...I just want to be with you...but why... so difficult..."
Bairen's feelings for Feng Zhaoming are like holding a torch against the wind.
Those who want to carry a torch against the wind will inevitably suffer from burning hands.
"Xian'er, I've been by your side all these years, have I...did I make you hard?"
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