Disciple kneels and begs for my forgiveness [Transmigration Book]

In an instant, the summoned disciple's face was full of embarrassment.

"I'm joking." Fu Qing sighed softly.

How could you not go.After all, the Wanxiang sect and them are of the same origin. Even if there is no such relationship, it would be extremely unreasonable for civil strife to arise when the monsters are abnormal.If you want to fight against the outside world, you have to settle down first.

The disciple who summoned the messenger quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and took Fu Qing to Qianlong Realm.

It was said that it happened in Qianlong Realm, but it was just a coincidence.Xie Chi's apprentice is called Ye Ming, and he is in charge of suppressing demons in the Yinque Domain.

The West Wanxiang Sect and the East Wanxiang Sect have had a long-standing grudge, and the leader of the riot this time is a disciple of the West Wanxiang Sect.They united with the disciples sent by Xuezong, added some scattered cultivators, and stopped Ye Ming on the way back to Wanxiangzong.Who knew that if they were blocked, they would be blocked on the edge of Qianlong Realm.

Ye Ming is on the edge of Qianlong Realm and dare not go in.The cultivator who raised the incident saw that he was tied up and surrounded the people, fearing that he would kill him soon.Waiting for people from Wanxiang Sect to rescue him, I'm afraid Ye Ming's body will be cold.

Using Qingyan, Fu Qingyu asked the disciples who came to interrogate him on the road: "Didn't the West Wanxiang Sect send someone to talk to Xie Chi a few days ago? Didn't the talk come to fruition?"

"More than that," the disciple gritted his teeth thinking about the outcome of that incident, "Sect Master Xie didn't even meet him face to face."

Strange.Xie Chi has always been tactful, so to do such straightforward and annoying things is really out of standard.

I planned to wait and see what happened, to see what Xie Chi had planned, but I didn't expect that trouble would come to me first.

When Fu Qing left and returned to Yizong, a thin white light flashed across the air.Outside the sect, the young man who was waiting quietly raised his head as if he had sensed something.

Fu Qing glanced down, and saw that figure quickly followed.He frowned slightly, but did nothing after all.

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Ye Ming knew that his situation was very dangerous.

Xie Chi closed the door, and it will be impossible to rescue him for a while.There were several sects in the Eastern Wanxiang Sect. Some people wanted to save him, while others wished for his death.

These unnamed people were all on the verge of firing their swords, obviously trying to force him to death.When the people he knows get rid of the stumbling block in the sect and come to rescue him, it may be too late.

Blame him for being too arrogant, thinking that those people from the West Wanxiang Sect would not dare to touch him easily...

"Have you thought about it yet? If you don't return the Yinling Platform and Lingshan that invaded us from the East Wanxiang Sect, don't blame the West Wanxiang Sect for going to war with you today!"

The leader of the uprising was full of arrogance, saying "start war", but everyone knew that if Ye Ming didn't back down, he would be buried here today.

Although Ye Ming is a disciple of the suzerain, he does not have the right to agree to this matter.Besides, the communication talisman on his body happened to be used up in the past two days.I thought it would be safer to walk close to the Exalted Domain, but who knew that the disciples of the Dongwanxiang Sect first touched the restriction of the Qianlong Realm, and suffered most of the damage from the backlash, and then they were entangled by this group of fly-like things.

Ye Ming had seen the restriction of Qianlong Realm with his own eyes before, and he could easily devour Jindan cultivators.So at this time, although he was in a state of desperation, he was firmly pressed against the outside of Qianlong, not daring to take a step inside.

He hid the anxiety in his eyes, his face was no different from usual, and he even showed a sneer: "Just you, you want to be an enemy of the Wanxiang sect? The Wanxiang sect has stood in the cultivation world for thousands of years, and it has already been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. I am the Wanxiang sect. For disciples of the Sect Master, one life is nothing, but if you want to trick me, do you really think you can survive tonight?"

The Wanxiang sect has a lot of prestige, and the monks on the opposite side have different costumes. After hearing his words, they reacted differently.Ye Ming saw the hesitation in some people's eyes.

There is still a chance, he still has a chance to stall for time.He was about to continue to say something, when he heard the leader of the man in black on the opposite side laugh wildly: "You Wanxiang sect are just dodders and blood-sucking mites that grow on this continent! It will hurt for a while if you move, but if you don't move, don't you? Do you regret it after you have sucked all our flesh and blood?"

His laughter was hoarse and ugly, Ye Ming frowned, and cursed a vulgar person in his heart.But amidst this man's laughter, the wavering man became firm again.It's really tricky.

"If we don't return our territorial resources, Ye 'Xianchang' will go and bury our Taoist friend who failed to form an alchemy and killed himself with a sword!" The man almost roared.

Again.Every time he had an opportunity to delay, the man would make up for it, stirring up the hostility of the mob behind him.Ye Ming hated this person to the core, but he couldn't recognize him as a disciple of the West Wanxiang Sect.

Obviously those who will be sent to the Yinque Domain are all unsuccessful disciples of the West Wanxiang Sect.

Ye Ming was thinking weakly, but he heard someone behind the man shout loudly: "This kind of parasite, what nonsense are you talking to him, just kill it!"

The crowd was passionate, Ye Ming clenched the hilt of his sword, but his face was quite calm.

The voices of the rioting disciples became louder and louder, Ye Ming's face flashed fiercely, and with a flash of his figure, a ray of sword light burst out.That sword light was heading towards the place with the fewest people, engulfed in an aura that would make mountains and seas collapse, it seemed like it was about to forcibly cut a passage.

"rat!"

"West Vientiane disciples challenge!"

"Snow Sect disciples form formation!"

The disciples shouted and made moves one after another.

Ye Ming's move just now only cared about himself.There were several injured disciples beside him, but the incident happened so suddenly that no one had time to react.The colorful moves from the opposite side quickly attacked, and they were quickly blocked.

It became a mess.When Mo Zilan arrived, he saw such a scene.With half-closed eyes, he sat on a tree beside him, watching the fire from the other side.

He may have come a bit early, and Master has not arrived yet.I'm a little bored, so I can only watch these people relieve my boredom.

The person in the black robe below is a bit strange, his strength is unbelievably high, and the person from the East Wanxiang Sect can't beat him.

Ye Ming retreated much faster than he expected.

He only felt the strong coercion from the leader in black robe.I thought it would be difficult for others to block him while avoiding the leader.But he fought harder and harder, and was wounded by the formation when he was not paying attention.

The blood spilled on the ground, mixed with the soil, giving off a fishy smell.

Ye Ming hadn't been beaten so embarrassingly for a long time, he couldn't help but look at the bloodstain in surprise.

However, on top of the bright red blood, a fine layer of velvet snow suddenly appeared.In the dark blood, the white is extremely bright.

Ye Ming's heart moved and he jumped up.

At the same time, those who remained on the ground were covered with a layer of icy snow.

There is pure spiritual power in the snow, some people with low cultivation base, one of them couldn't hold back, and a mouthful of blood spattered out.

Ye Ming didn't have the energy to laugh at them.When he was in mid-air, he realized that he was completely wrong.

The snow on the ground comes from the sky.

At some point in time, the air was filled with pure sword intent.Ye Ming couldn't resist the coercion at all, a mouthful of fishy hotness rushed up his throat, and it spewed out before he could suppress it.

He fell heavily to the ground, coughed heart-piercingly, and the spiritual power in his body was crushed.

When he raised his head again, he saw a bright white corner of his clothes.

There was no trace of emotion on Fu Qing's face, he just glanced around, and stopped for a moment when he saw Mo Zilan without any trace.

He quickly looked away, and after confirming that no one in the audience wanted to fight, he asked, "Who gave you the courage to fight beside the burial site of my master?"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone said unwillingly: "Immortal Master Fu Qing only cares about Qianlong Realm, and doesn't care whether we live or die?"

Fu Qing sighed softly: "Then why are you still alive? The restriction of Qianlong Realm is just not opened, not dead."

He lightly squeezed a tactic, and it seemed like a heavy mountain was pressing on all the people present, making them unable to move.Mo Zilan on the side was also affected, propped up on the trunk of the tree, and silently changed into a more comfortable position.

That person was under the heaviest pressure, and he was already howling: "I was wrong! Please forgive me!"

Others also begged for mercy.Only then did I know that if Fu Qing wanted their lives, he didn't need to do it himself, as long as he released the restriction of Qianlong Realm for a little bit, it was enough.

He was willing to deter them by himself, and he was already very merciful.

The man felt that the pressure on him was lightened, but he was still a little unwilling: "We are also forced to help... Dong Wanxiang is too deceitful, Gui Yizong is also victimized, does the immortal don't care at all?"

"Immortal Venerable," Ye Ming said inwardly, and hurriedly called Fu Qing to stop, "Thank you Ye Ming, disciple of Sect Master Chi, and thank you brother Fu Qing for saving his life."

The author has something to say: Mo Zilan:? ? ?

I thought it would be enough to guard against two uncles, but in the end another series of uncles popped up