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Now Snow Sky Sect only has three alchemy cultivators, Han Yufei led the troops out, Fairy Zishan was captured again, so Wang Xiaopang was anxiously surrounded by his disciples as soon as he left the gate.

"What?! Fairy Zishan was captured by the evil blood sect?!" Wang Xiaopang turned pale with shock: "Iceland has a large array of guardians, how could they come in?!"

"They didn't come in, but made trouble outside the island, killing ordinary people. Fairy Zishan couldn't stand it, so she took her disciples out of the island to fight with them. I thought there was only one demon cultivator leading the team, but I didn't expect the other party to come An elder Yuanying!" said the middle-aged monk, frowning tightly: "It seems that the other party has premeditated!"

"If that's the case, why didn't you notify me until now?" Wang Xiaopang walked back and forth anxiously holding the purple gold pot in his arms. Now Iceland is the biggest place for him, but he is not used to being in a high position and giving orders, and he can't help it when he encounters problems feel flustered.

no!Master has trained me for so many years, isn't it just to let him be the pillar of Xue Tianzong?He can't let down Master!

Wang Xiaopang then forced himself to calm down, and asked the middle-aged man, "Have you notified Brother Yufei and my Master about this?"

"It has been notified by the secret letter of the sect that Brother Han Yufei is on his way back!" the middle-aged man replied.

Hearing that Han Yufei was coming back, Wang Xiaopang calmed down a lot, and then asked him: "Then are there still magicians staying around Iceland now?"

"It's not very clear. The other side has a Nascent Soul cultivator and a Core Formation cultivator. Even if we send disciples out to investigate, we can't find them."

In other words, it is dangerous to go out now.Wang Xiaopang frowned and thought for a while, then asked again: "Only Fairy Zishan was arrested?"

"No, there are seven disciples besides her."

"Is there anyone injured?"

"Four people were killed and a dozen were injured."

Wang Xiaopang thought for a while after hearing the words, and then told the middle-aged man: "Bury the dead properly, arrange rest for the severely injured disciples, lighten their tasks for the slightly injured, and stick to their original posts. Before Senior Brother comes back, don’t act rashly and mess up!”

The middle-aged monk had no expectations for Wang Xiaopang. He knew that Wang Xiaopang was well protected by Han Lin and had never experienced any storms, so he didn't think he could make appropriate orders. He didn't expect Wang Xiaopang to So calm down so quickly.

These orders are quite appropriate.The middle-aged monk cupped his fists at Wang Xiaopang: "Yes! Brother Xuexian!"

The middle-aged monk went down, but there were still a few foundation-building monks waiting beside Wang Xiaopang. Wang Xiaopang looked at them for a while, and then he continued to pretend to be calm and asked them: "Who of you usually follow Zi Is Fairy Shan doing something?"

A beautiful woman with a lingering charm stepped forward: "Return to Brother Xuexian, my disciple is the servant of Fairy Zishan."

"Stay here and tell me about Fairy Zishan's daily work, and what the rest of the people should do. Now that the sect is in crisis, cheer me up!" Wang Xiaopang said, thinking to himself When I was a child, I watched his father handle cases, so that he could imitate that sophisticated way of speaking.

"Yes!" Wang Xiaopang's "calmness" gave those people a backbone, and immediately took orders.

The beautiful woman came to Wang Xiaopang's side, Wang Xiaopang thought that when those people left just now, they were a little more imposing, so he thought for a while and came up with an idea.

"Cultivator Snow Fiber..."

"Wait first." Wang Xiaopang gestured to the beautiful woman not to speak, and then under her suspicious gaze, he threw the small purple gold pot in his hand into the air, and flew out of the window stepping on the bottom of the pot .

After flying over the central part of Iceland, Wang Xiaopang took a deep breath, and then said loudly: "Snow Heaven Sect disciples! Everyone, don't panic! Don't be afraid either! Brother Han Yufei is on his way back! I, Han Xue Xian will also guard here!"

Wang Xiaopang's voice resounded throughout Iceland, maybe he shouted too hard, or maybe he felt embarrassed, his face turned red.

After a pause, Wang Xiaopang shouted again: "I will try my best to protect everyone!"

After Wang Xiaopang shouted, he stepped on the purple gold pot and flew back into the house, only to see the beautiful woman looking at him with a smile.

"Cultivator Xuexian is really a young talent, unruffled in times of crisis." The beautiful woman praised.

Wang Xiaopang smiled awkwardly: "I'm still far behind. If my second senior brother were here, he would definitely handle it better than me."

"How old is Brother Yufei, how old are you?" The beautiful woman really thinks that Wang Xiaopang is very good: "My son is older than you, but his ability is not one-tenth of yours, and because he has been working all the time Due to the cultivation in the mountains, sometimes he is not as clever as a mortal in his teens."

Wang Xiaopang laughed dryly: "Me too, me too..."

After that, the beautiful woman took Wang Xiaopang to the house where Fairy Zishan usually handles official business. Wang Xiaopang listened carefully, and finally said something to her cautiously: "I don't know much, if there is I hope that my nephew can give me more pointers if I do something inappropriate."

"It's easy to say, cultivator Xuexian just do it boldly." The beautiful woman liked Wang Xiaopang more and more. Not only was she fair and clean, but also highly talented. What's more, she was not proud of her.

Since the mirror used to exchange information with the Xianmeng was at Fairy Zishan, Wang Xiaopang activated the formation that night and sent the two disciples thousands of miles away to let them communicate with the Xianmeng. After that, he decided to go to the Demon League Let's take a look at the mortal town that caused the trouble.

That beautiful woman didn't agree with Wang Xiaopang leaving the island now, knowing that Moxiu might still be ambushing around, what if Wang Xiaopang was also captured by the other party?

"Don't worry, I won't let the other party find out, and I'm Lei Lingen, even if I meet a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, I can slip away from under his nose." Wang Xiaopang signaled her to rest assured that they can't stay on the island forever Why don't you wait for Han Yufei to come back? Someone has to go out and check the situation.

Seeing that Wang Xiaopang insisted, the beautiful woman decided to go out with him helplessly. Wang Xiaopang didn't want her to follow, but she couldn't resist her, so the two quietly left the island at sunrise.

The sea area around Iceland was very quiet. Wang Xiaopang released his consciousness to scan the surrounding area carefully, but found no sign of Moxiu.

"Probably because he knew that Brother Han Yufei was coming back, so he withdrew." The beautiful woman guessed that the other party had already captured Fairy Zishan, enough to use her to threaten Xue Tianzong, so there was no need to continue to risk staying here.

Wang Xiaopang was floating in the air, he looked down at the deep sea area below, and said: "My spiritual sense can't go deep into the bottom of the sea, maybe those demon cultivators are hiding in the water, it's better to be more vigilant."

Wang Xiaopang didn't dare to be negligent, nor did he dare to be radical, for fear that he would cause trouble for Han Lin again, so he was cautious in every step.

The beautiful woman thought that Fairy Zishan was an ambush after leaving the island, and immediately felt that Wang Xiaopang had thought carefully, so she said: "Then we will conduct a thorough investigation after Brother Han Yufei comes back."

"En." Wang Xiaopang looked to the southeast, and saw that the sky there was covered with dark clouds, and the air pressure was lower than other places, so he asked the beautiful woman, "Is that where the demon cultivator made trouble?"

The beautiful woman nodded.

"Let's go." Wang Xiaopang took the lead and flew towards that place. From such a distance, he could feel the ominous atmosphere emanating there. How uncomfortable should the people living there be?

Although his hometown is not here, Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but also worried about his own family. Now that the cultivation world is in such a mess, I hope it doesn't affect the mortal world.

The two arrived at their destination after flying for half an hour. The mortal town was bigger than Wang Xiaopang imagined, with a population of about [-] to [-], and half of the people died in the plague caused by the demon cultivator. In the middle of the day, the entire small town was filled with smog, and black smoke from burning corpses could be seen everywhere.

"The plague..." Wang Xiaopang was a little surprised: "I thought Moxiu was killing people with his own hands."

"It's a little weird..." The beautiful woman also felt that this was not the behavior of the evil blood sect who likes to see blood: "Probably the blood of mortals does not have much nourishing effect on them, so they are too lazy to kill themselves."

Feeling the air in the small town, Wang Xiaopang pondered for a moment, and then expressed his opinion: "I think it is to lure us out. This miasma is mixed with demonic energy. If there are no immortal cultivators to come out to purify, the plague will not come out." stopped."

"That's right." The beautiful woman nodded, but at the same time she was a little more vigilant.

The two entered the small town, the streets were covered with black ash, and the scenery was desolate.

On the side of the road not far away, a woman was crying, burning paper money and shouting, "My son! My son!"

The beautiful woman was touched in her heart when she saw it, so she said to Wang Xiaopang: "Friar Xuexian, let's clear up the miasma covering this small town!"

Wang Xiaopang nodded, and accelerated the pace of searching for the source of the miasma. After asking some passers-by who were affected by the miasma and looked haggard, he gradually determined the area where the source of the miasma was located.

"This block was the first place where the epidemic appeared." Wang Xiaopang turned his head to look at the beautiful woman: "The evil blood sect probably used a concealment formation to cover up the source of the miasma. I searched twice with my spiritual sense but couldn't find it. , let’s find it separately, it’s faster.”

Wang Xiaopang dared to split up after making sure that there were no magic cultivators lurking around.

"Okay. The beautiful woman is also anxious to get rid of the miasma, so naturally I agree.

Wang Xiaopang took out a jade pendant and gave it to her: "You take this, if you encounter danger or find the source, just crush this jade pendant, and I will rush over immediately."

The beautiful woman responded, and took the jade pendant and walked eastward. Wang Xiaopang also searched westward earnestly. After searching for about half an hour, his expression suddenly changed, and then he turned his palm. It is a broken jade pendant.

After the jade pendant was shattered, a small group of bright green rays of light flew out of it, and quickly galloped in one direction. Wang Xiaopang hurriedly followed, only to see that his figure was like a gust of wind, and it was impossible for mortals to see it with naked eyes. Flying towards the northeast of the small town at an invisible speed.

After bypassing more than a dozen streets, the bright green light flew into a dilapidated small courtyard. Wang Xiaopang strode in and saw a beautiful woman standing beside an ancient well.

"Friar Xuexian, the source is probably here." The beautiful woman said to Wang Xiaopang, and there were many corpses of mice and insects lying at her feet.

Wang Xiaopang walked over quickly, he probed into the ancient well, the water in the well was dark and the bottom could not be seen.

"There is no energy fluctuation." Wang Xiaopang said, and then formed a mudra with his hands, and a protective ball woven by the grid suddenly appeared around his body.

"I'll go down and have a look." Wang Xiaopang said, it's not that he's brave, in fact he would panic, but who can't he?

I really want Master to hug me before going down.Wang Xiaopang murmured in his heart, then released Lei Ling, and hugged him tightly under the staring eyes of its dead fish.

The beautiful woman knew that Wang Xiaopang's spirit beast was a thunder spirit born between heaven and earth, but she had never seen it before, so she looked more curiously, and saw that the spirit beast was round and fluffy. The same electric arc, a pair of eyes that seem to be staring at people with disdain, can't help but feel that this spirit beast is so cute.

"I'm going down." Wang Xiaopang hugged Lei Ling tightly and took a deep breath, then jumped into the dark ancient well surrounded by electric tennis balls.

The ancient well was not very deep, and Wang Xiaopang sank four or five meters to the "bottom", the top of a small concealment formation.

Wang Xiaopang couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, he was afraid that the well would be bottomless.

After watching the formation with the Illusion-Breaking Eyepatch for a few seconds, Wang Xiaopang slashed a lightning bolt at the flashing area displayed by the eyepatch. The Concealment Formation disintegrated in an instant, and a thick black air gushed out violently.

Since Wang Xiaopang was standing directly above the formation, he was thrown in the face by the black air. What's more terrible was that the black air rushed from under his nose to his nasal cavity, and Wang Xiaopang felt his head Shocked, almost passed out.

Lei Ling was also flushed by the black air, but it only had eyes, and it was a spiritual creature of heaven and earth, so it was not affected, but it still jumped out of Wang Xiaopang's arms unhappily, and went back to the spirit beast by itself. in the bottle.

Wang Xiaopang finally stabilized his body. He supported the wall of the well and shook his head a few times, and blinked his eyes a few times, only to see that his eyes turned into pitch black, and the pupils and the whites of the eyes could not be distinguished, but when he When he blinked again, his black and white eyes returned.

Is the magic barrier so overpowering?

Wang Xiaopang secretly scolded himself for being negligent, but fortunately he successfully broke the formation, so he dived a few meters further until he reached the bottom of the well.

In the middle of the bottom of the well was a formation, and there were several pieces of spirit stones that drove the formation to run. In the center of the formation was a black bead the size of an egg. Wang Xiaopang dug out the bead and looked at it. What's the name, it is only confirmed from the fluctuation of spiritual power that it is a magic weapon.

Go up and ask Qinghe.Wang Xiaopang took the black bead and flew out of the ancient well. The beautiful woman was looking up at the sky, and Wang Xiaopang also looked up, only to see that the sky was surging with black air, and the atmosphere in the whole town was even more gloomy.

Sensing Wang Xiaopang coming up, the beautiful woman looked at him worriedly: "Friar Xuexian, although the source of the miasma has been destroyed, the remaining miasma erupted all of a sudden. If it is not cleared immediately, this small town may be destroyed in three days." It's going to be a ghost town."

Wang Xiaopang looked at the surging demonic energy solemnly, then handed the black bead to the beautiful woman, and lowered his head to search his storage bag.

Is there any magic weapon that can quickly remove these miasmas? Wang Xiaopang took out a crazy fan at first, thinking of blowing away the miasmas, but thought that if the miasmas floated to other places, it would be a disaster, so he stuffed them back into the storage bag.

Buddha light universal lamp? Wang Xiaopang dug out an ancient lamp and thought it might be okay. It was obtained from a Nascent Soul Buddha cultivator when he was led by Lin Xiyuan.

So Wang Xiaopang threw the ancient lamp into the sky, and chanted a mantra silently to drive the ancient lamp. The ancient lamp emitted a warm yellow light, and the sound of many monks reciting Buddhist scriptures came faintly in the air, and then ghosts and wolves were howling in the small town. Under the illumination of Buddha's light and the sound of monks chanting sutras, all lonely souls and wild ghosts from all walks of life were rescued one by one.

When the lights faded, all the ghosts in the small town disappeared.

Is it a magic weapon to purify ghosts? Wang Xiaopang took back the Buddha light universal lamp. At this time, the air in the small town was not as heavy as before, but it was still shrouded in dense miasma.

Wang Xiaopang then continued to rummage through the magic weapons in the storage bag. The beautiful woman saw that he had many magic weapons, so she asked him for advice: "Does Cultivator Xuexian have a magic weapon for absorbing things? It can suck these miasmas in."

Wang Xiaopang's expression changed, and he immediately took out a bag: "This is fine! This is a spiritual power bag for absorbing all kinds of spiritual energy!"

After Wang Xiaopang finished speaking, he immediately drove the bag to absorb the miasma. However, the effect is there, but the bag is too small, and it will be full after absorbing only one block of miasma. If it is forced to absorb it again, it will explode.

"I only have this spiritual power bag." Wang Xiaopang frowned, and asked the beautiful woman, "Qinghe, is there any in the sect?"

"Of course there are, but the time to go back and forth may cause the mortals in the small town to be corroded by the devil's energy!" said the beautiful woman, and then suggested: "Why don't you blow away the miasma first! place, but it won’t kill people all at once, and it will be good to send disciples to rescue the affected mortals when the time comes.”

"No, this is not right! Not only ordinary people will be affected, but even animals, plants, and even the land will be polluted by miasma! Even if people survive, there is no point in destroying their homes!" Wang Xiaopang looked at the swelling in his hands. The spiritual power bag was thinking hard, trying to find a magic weapon with a similar function to it.

A magic weapon that can hold things, what magic weapon can hold things?

At this time, a sickly young man walked by on the street outside. The young man was holding an oiled paper package in his hand, which faintly exuded the aroma of steamed stuffed buns.

Wang Xiaopang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and had an idea!

"My natal magic weapon! My natal magic weapon can absorb this miasma!" Wang Xiaopang shouted excitedly, and took out his natal magic weapon from his body.

The beautiful woman looked at the purple-gold small cauldron in Wang Xiaopang's hand, "This small cauldron?"

"It's a pot! Doesn't it look domineering?" Wang Xiaopang took out the matching pot lid from his body again. The beautiful woman looked at it again this time, and it really looked more like a pot after the lid was on.

Wang Xiaopang was holding his natal pot and was about to fly into the sky to absorb the miasma, but the beautiful woman grabbed him, Wang Xiaopang looked at her suspiciously, and saw that the beautiful woman's expression was full of worry.

"Is it really good to use my talisman to absorb these miasmas?" The beautiful woman was worried for Wang Xiaopang: "They are mixed with demonic energy, and the amount is so amazing, I'm afraid..."

Wang Xiaopang knew what she was worried about, and he grinned: "Don't worry, I will fly back to the sect to purify the miasma immediately after absorbing this miasma, and as long as I don't take this pot back into my body, no amount of devilish energy will be able to corrode me." .”

The beautiful woman still had concerns, but thinking of the mortals in the whole city, she let go of Wang Xiaopang's hand: "Cultivator Xuexian, go quickly!"

Wang Xiaopang nodded, and flew to the sky with his natal pot in his arms, then opened the lid of the pot, pointed the mouth of the pot at the small town below, and shouted: "Suck!"

As soon as the words fell, the miasma covering the entire small town was sucked into the small purple gold cauldron at an extremely fast speed, and the air was gradually restored to freshness.

Wang Xiaopang concentrated on absorbing the miasma as quickly as possible, but even so, it took him a quarter of an hour to purify the entire small city. When the last bit of miasma was sucked into the pot, Wang Xiaopang, who was slightly pale, The fat inside covered the pot.

It takes a lot of energy.Wang Xiaopang held the pot with one hand and rubbed his temples with the other.

"Friar Xuexian, are you okay?" The beautiful woman flying beside Wang Xiaopang looked at him worriedly.

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"It's okay." Wang Xiaopang felt dizzy as soon as he finished speaking.

The beautiful woman hugged him quickly, for fear that he would fall from the sky.

Wang Xiaopang suddenly smelled a fragrance, and at the same time felt his arm touched the beautiful woman's chest.

So fragrant...

so soft...

woman's body.

Wang Xiaopang stared deeply, but in the next second, Han Lin's face appeared in his head, handsome and cold, which made his somewhat muddy head clear, and he immediately left the beautiful woman.

"I'm fine." Wang Xiaopang smiled, but the smile was pale: "Let's go back."

He actually had a bad intention for the beautiful woman just now!

Did the talisman have such a big influence on him? It shouldn't be...

Wang Xiaopang frowned slightly, no matter what, he had to go back and purify his pot quickly.