Legend of Meow Immortal

[It is said that the Moko Demon Cult has the ability to forge strange things. I thought it was a legend, but I never thought it was true. 】

[Little monk is really annoying, you know that I am the owner of the Baqiao Jingjin Building, and I am specialized in exquisite casting, and I am the least resistant to casting magical things, but you let me know on purpose... Now the owner is good Want to take that bell away. 】

[But this witch's backstage is too hard, and this host can't take it away, it really makes me very angry. 】

【You said you little monk did it on purpose】

Ruan Qingtian's sound transmission came close to his ear, but Tang Tang pretended not to hear it.

Although this person doesn't seem to have offended Tang Tang, but Tang Tang, as the person involved... oh no... the cat...he wouldn't think so—if he was really an ordinary person, he might have heard the secret of the earth evil Liutong After that, there will be a mental block, and there will be no progress in martial arts.

As the proprietor of the Baqiao Jingjin Building, it is understandable to suppress non-sect disciples, even the reason for the suppression was given by Shaolin himself, morally speaking, she is not wrong at all.

Although Tang Tang was not angry at Ruan Qingtian's actions, if it made the other party uncomfortable, he would still do it.

Now Ruan Qingtian's mood is extremely complicated. She wants to snatch the bell of the masked witch, but she is afraid of the witch's backstage. This feeling of wanting but not being able to, wanting to snatch but not being able to snatch it is really too tangled and extremely uncomfortable.

No wonder she would complain to Tang Tang.

In Tang Tang's mind, probably only Ruan Qingtian, the head of the sect who disregarded his status as a master, would say such nonsense to others, anyway, he just ignored it.

At the place where the Sun Moon Sect and the Blood River Valley gather and disperse, the crowd is a little commotional.

What the witch said about the protectors was referring to nothing else, but the Sun Moon Sect and the Blood River Valley, the two great demon sects that split from Moke Cliff.

It's just that the facts are so, but the Sun Moon Sect and Blood River Valley don't want to admit that the three major demon sects may join forces when they encounter foreign enemies, but they don't like each other when there is nothing to do. Enemies, but not alliances.

"What the saint said is too much. I/Sun Moon Sect broke away from the Moke Sect hundreds of years ago, and the theory of protecting the Dharma is extremely absurd." A middle-aged man walked to the front of the team where the Sun Moon Sect was, and said loudly .

"But that's the case. What I respect in Blood River Valley is not Moke Boundless Light, but the Blood River Flame of the Great Sun. The respect is different. How can the Dharma protector say it?" Tang Tang who said this knew it. Yan.

Listening to the two people's responses, the masked witch was not annoyed, at least she didn't have a trace of anger in her voice, "The three religions are originally a family, and this is always true. Come on, that's the truth." The voice was like a warbling, melodious and melodious, but still erratic.

Tang Tang immediately took a high look at this witch. This woman did not argue with others about the ownership of the Demon Sect, but directly involved the origin of the Demon Sect, and directly sealed the opponent's mouth.

What the witch said was the truth. Everyone in Jianghu knew that neither the Sun Moon Sect nor the Blood River Valley could respond to such words, so they simply kept silent and ignored this woman.

At this time, the mist in the Misty Valley is like flowing water, flowing in all directions, and the valley that was originally invisible is gradually revealing its true content.

The stone pillars soared to the sky, and a winding path zigzags forward in it, gradually losing sight of the end.

Sun Moon Sect and Blood River Valley are too lazy to argue with the Witch. The main reason is that the Misty Valley has been completely opened. Don't they focus on this matter and argue with the Witch?They're not that stupid.

As soon as the witch's voice fell, the two major demon gates rushed in first.

Anyway, Misty Valley doesn't have an age limit, let's talk about it after entering.

As soon as the two demon gates rushed in, the surrounding gang forces also set off, followed by Wangmeilou and Tiancandiqianjiao.

Then the members of the Huashan, Emei, Qingcheng, and Kunlun four sects also entered one after another.

The members of the four sects spontaneously formed a circle, and they were the smallest in number, basically consisting of a young disciple and one or two middle-aged people.

It's not surprising to think about it. There are indeed not many people among the four major sects in the Central Plains at this time, and even fewer young disciples. According to the usual practice, any genius disciple who has never been weak will inevitably have a guardian by his side when he goes down the mountain.

So it is said that there are four major sects, but the combined number of people never even has 15 people, which is directly less than half compared to the circle of undisciplined people.

It's just that the members of the great sect, if they don't leave the rivers and lakes, they will definitely achieve something. After all, if they want to go down the mountain, their skills are not second-rate, and they can't even get out.

This is also the case in Shaolin -- for example, the skills of Shaolin disciples and the skills of Shaolin disciples are completely different.

The crowd left extremely fast, and after a while, there were only a few people left.

Tang Tang stood still and Ruan Qingtian didn't move, he just wanted to go in quickly, but he couldn't.

Anyway, with Shaolin's identity still in place, Tang Tang didn't want to involve Shaolin because of it. This was on the one hand, and on the other hand, he was afraid of Ruan Qingtian's skills.

No matter how unreliable this woman looks, she is an Earth Sha master after all.

If there is a conflict with it, Tang Tang is not sure that he can win, it is better to follow the trend.

Anyway, there will always be someone to help him ask the questions in his heart.

"Master...don't we go in?" A female disciple asked Ruan Qingtian tremblingly.

Tang Tang pricked up his ears, and there was no trace of a smile on the corner of his mouth. This was a good question, and it was what he wanted to hear.

Ruan Qingtian slowly changed the direction, the expression on her face gradually disappeared, her whole body seemed to blend into the space between heaven and earth, she couldn't feel the breath of existence at all, she didn't answer, just watched quietly.

Tang Tang felt strange, and many of Ruan Qingtian's disciples also felt strange, and looked in the direction Ruan Qingtian was looking at.

Only monk Zimo lowered his head, silently recited the Buddha's name, suppressed the barriers in his heart, and did not respond to everything happening around him.

That direction is actually where the Masked Witch is.

At first Tang Tang thought that what Ruan Qingtian was looking at was the Masked Witch, but the next second he felt something was wrong. Ruan Qingtian's eyes seemed to see through the Masked Witch and looked behind her.

"What? Are you still not coming out?" Ruan Qingtian said coldly, the sound of metal and iron clashing faintly in her voice, like ripples rapidly rippling away in the direction she was looking at.

The masked witch snorted softly and took a step back.

No matter how outstanding this witch's talent is, she is only innate at this time, and she is too far from the earth evil realm. Even if this sound attack is not aimed at her, she has suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

"Tsk!" A voice came from the dense jungle behind the masked witch.

A tall figure came out of the jungle.

Tang Tang's eyes widened suddenly, and he almost couldn't control himself from shouting.

Isn't this hide-and-seek person his teammate, that disgusting face——Yangfan!

"Who are you?" Ruan Qingtian's body gradually spread to the surrounding area, and many disciples around her consciously hid behind her, even monks Tang Tang and Zimo were no exception.

This kind of momentum belonging to Master Disha was obviously not perfectly controlled. Although the main force was aimed at the tall man on the opposite side, there was still a trace of momentum suppressing Tang Tang and the others.

Many female disciples were so crushed that their faces turned pale, and they could only continue to retreat in desperation.

Tang Tang didn't feel much, at most he felt that the resistance of the air was a bit greater, that's all.

"I want to say that I'm not dangerous, can Mr. Ruan believe it?" Yang Fan glanced in Tang Tang's direction, his heart was calm, as if he didn't see anything, he didn't nod or say hello, and directly talked to Ruan. Sunny said.

"I don't believe it! Although I don't know what's going on with you, you give me an extremely dangerous feeling." Ruan Qingtian took a step forward, and the sword energy around her slowly condensed into shape, although the sword energy was very vague , but it still gives people a sense of sharpness, the sound of metal and iron clanging is loud, and the sword energy seems to be shot/out at any time.

Tang Tang looked quite speechless. The method of manipulating the sword qi with this hand is also considered exquisite. Unfortunately, the power of the Earth Shade is too extensive to form a fine sword qi, so the sword qi is blurred and its power has dropped by half. .

This is not called sword energy, it is simply scattered energy.

He obviously has exquisite moves, but because the power is too extensive, various methods cannot be used, and the earth evil in this world is also quite bitter, shaking his head slightly, Tang Tang secretly said in his heart.

Yang Fan smiled, instead of moving forward, he took a step back.

Ruan Qingtian was stunned for a moment, she was silent for a moment, and waved away the sword energy, "Although I have a lot of experience in the Baqiao Jingjin Building, but... this is the first time I have seen a situation like yours... Sorry, I Can't trust you."

Tang Tang squinted his eyes and raised his head to look at Yang Fan. This person still had a cold look on his face. Even when he smiled, he was very similar to someone. A question suddenly popped up in his mind, how old is Yang Fan?

"Why can't host Ruan trust me? I just want to enter the Luming Sword Tomb. This shouldn't have anything to do with host Ruan, right?" Yang Fan said after a moment of consideration.

At this time, the Masked Witch who was caught in the middle was finally able to take a breath, and quickly backed away—she was also unlucky, and was caught between the two, and was suppressed by his power and could not move.

"Entering the Luming Sword Tomb? Are you joking? No matter how you look at it, you are more than 20 years old." Ruan Qingtian said bluntly.

Yang Fan is still not angry, "The host is joking, I'm just curious and want to try it, if it doesn't work, I still have to find someone to replace it."

The hand that had been tightly held was gradually loosened, and Ruan Qingtian was able to confirm at this time that this mysterious man really did not have any malicious intentions, at least he was not interested in people, but was interested in things in the sword mound.