Shangxian Cultivation Handbook

The wedding was held in full swing, and the people from Wang Ti's side were also rushing to Shushan in full swing.

When they arrived at Tangjiabao, Wang Ti fell behind the crowd and sneaked into Tangjiabao's imperial hall alone.As soon as he entered the door, his knees softened, and he knelt hard on the ground.

Three ringing heads, one higher than the other.

"Tang Ling, I'm here to see you."

Wang Ti's expression softened a lot, she stood up slowly, stepped forward, reached out and touched Tang Ling's tablet, and smiled lightly: "You say I'm unruly, and I have to suffer a lot to learn the rules. But, look... I didn't suffer anything, and instead joined the Devil's Cult."

Speaking of this, he himself was the first to laugh out loud, as presumptuous as before.

"Tang Ling, you are such a disciplined person, why did you meet me?" Wang Ti shook her head and smiled mockingly, "It's okay, it's okay, you met me."

He smiled, walked to the door, and turned his back to Tang Ling's tablet: "Pray for me, I hope we can meet later."

After finishing speaking, his figure disappeared in Tangjiabao forever and ever.

"Congratulations, Sect Master Brown Mei." Sect Master Mao Shan led a group of young disciples, and clasped fists at the Second Master with wide-eyed smiles.

"Zhou Li, why do you still dress like this when you come to my Shushan banquet?" The second master was so happy that the corners of his mouth cracked, and his words were a little out of courtesy. No one cared about this wedding day.

"Hahaha……"

Inside the main hall of Shushan Mountain, there was laughter and laughter.

"It seems that I came at the right time." Wang Ti stood at the entrance of the hall and smiled.

Heng Jing was taken aback, Mu Zhi was taken aback, and everyone in the hall was taken aback.

"You traitor!" The second master was the first to react, pointing at Wang Ti with his wrinkled fingers, holding his breath in his chest, "You still have the guts to come back!"

Wang Ti smiled, bowed deeply to the second master, then stood Bai Jin on the ground, Tezuka resting on the end of the sword hilt, and pointed to the other hundred cultivators in the hall: "Today, I, Wang Ti, came back to do This ceremony, if you don’t want to get involved, just leave quickly.”

Ritual, the ritual of a traitor.

The heads of the sects were full of anger when they heard the words, and most of them looked like they had made good friends with Shushan and wanted to stay and help Shushan.

"I appreciate the kindness of all the immortal friends." The second master clasped his fists and stood above the main hall, with a hostile look on his brows, "This is a family matter, and Shu Shan will handle it by himself."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone understood that it was a matter of closing the door and solving it on their own.Therefore, they saluted and left one after another, so as not to meddle in other people's business.

People passed by Wang Ti one after another, and there were naturally some unpleasant words.But he kept a smiling face from beginning to end, as if he didn't hear it at all, which is very puzzling.

"Senior brother..." Mu Zhi grabbed Heng Jing's hand, his face full of anxiety.

Rao Hengjing decided not to laugh at this moment: "It's okay, everything is up to me."

Having said that, but if a real fight broke out in a while, it would be the same whether there was anyone or no one, and no one cared about the other, and no one could help the other.Once a sect sent out traitors, and when they returned to perform this ceremony, the entire sect was wiped out.Although they will not come here in Shushan, but... who can say for sure?The strength of the members of the Demon Cult is incalculable, and it is not something they, little demigods, can resist.

What's more, there is also a Wangti added.

"Nie Yi!" The crutch in the second master's hand hit the ground hard, and the whole hall seemed to tremble.

Wang Ti's heart trembled, her legs subconsciously wanted to kneel down, but she held back.This is a natural reaction of the body, and he can't be blamed: "Second Master, your temper is worse than before." He twitched the corners of his mouth, but found that he couldn't laugh.

"Who is your second master!" The second master glared at him, his temper has always been hot, and when Wang Ti said this, he became even more angry, as if he was going to tear Wang Ti apart.

Heng Jing stood aside, his upper lip touching his lower lip, but he didn't say anything.At this time, he didn't know what to say.He saw that Wang Ti had never led anyone to attack Shushan before, and he thought that his junior was just confused for a while, but now, how can a phrase of "being confused for a while" be perfunctory?

He held Mu Zhi's hand tightly, but found that his hand was icy cold, which formed a great contrast with Mu Zhi's temperature.

Is it a cold hand, or a cold heart...

The members of the Devil's Cult behind Wang Ti hated the situation where they had to say a few words before fighting, and they were all a little ready to move.Killing is their nature, and bloodthirsty is their interest. Once it rises, no one can stop it.

"Jiang Junyu, take care of your people." Wang Ti frowned, and said to the boy who was shaking a fan beside him, "They started before I started?"

The young man smiled, showing a mouthful of white teeth: "Natural nature, I'm sorry." As he spoke, he turned his head, suppressed his smile, and with just one look, all the demon cultists suppressed the bloodthirsty greed in their eyes, and they all backed away. step.

Wang Ti pulled Bai Jin out of the scabbard, and pointed the sword forward: "Then, let's start our ceremony." As soon as Yu Jian stepped forward, several disciples were repelled.

Seeing that Wang Ti had already made a move, all the disciples of the Devil's Cult disappeared all of a sudden and rushed up one after another. The hall suddenly panicked, followed by the sound of weapons being handed over.

The metal was handed over, and blood spattered.

Watching the disciples in the main hall being tortured and killed, Brown Mei's hands trembled again and again, and the crutch in her hand was thrown out, repelling the demon cult disciples who were rushing up.

"Hengjing Mu Zhi!" He gritted his teeth, covered his eyes with his hands covered with age spots, and a tear dripped down, "Don't show mercy!"

Heng Jing was taken aback, and touched the sword at his waist with his right hand.

"What are you doing in a daze? Do it!" Second Master roared, Heng Jing's body seemed to be pushed, and he flew out.

So, it's finally time to face each other!