Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

It took Ji Yunlai several days to finish carving the magic circle.

Of course not in the pitch-black Jiuyuan, but in the Dao Seed, he has already studied it, this small world is full of aura, but it is taken away to maintain the world, without aura, there will be no monsters, let alone practice, It greatly saves the energy consumption of the small world, allowing the world to recycle, and it also provides a lot of energy for the defensive circle on the Dao Seed. Whether it is a catastrophe or a god, don't think about breaking the Dao Seed to enter within three to five months. .

In order to prevent accidents from happening again, he specially sealed the entrance and exit of the authentic tunnel, pulled Xiaoqing to the sun, and made a seal with all his heart.

Undressing is of course necessary, because the complexity of this magic circle is the level of engraving [-] characters on a grain of rice, which is equivalent to making Xiaoqing's skin into a magic sealing device, so that he will not reveal any magic energy , and then reconcile with the seal, let him learn to restrain and hide, so that his soul and body are legitimate reincarnation after all, and the heaven will not sense the birth of monsters, let alone bring down the catastrophe.

Ji Yunlai couldn't be troubled by micro-carving, but when he touched Xiaoqing's smooth and flexible back, he couldn't help touching it a little more.

Then he noticed that Xiaoqing's pure white back trembled a few times, and then a thin blush appeared.

Ji Yunlai felt quite guilty, and the sculpting technique was unavoidably slow, and when it reached below the waist, it may have been a long time for the palm to linger on the buttocks. When touching it, some parts were too private, and Xiaoqing grabbed it with one hand. , Insist on refusing, and have to do it yourself.

But how is this possible?

Ji Yunlai tapped his forehead directly, and gave him the formation map, to let him know what the sky is high and the earth is thick, just kidding.

Unexpectedly, after receiving it, he closed his eyes and meditated, but within a moment, the potion was like silk threads, dense and delicate, it climbed up his body automatically, as if growing, quickly penetrated into the skin, and disappeared. The demonic energy also fell silent along with the pattern, without any trace.

He carefully put on his clothes, tied up his long hair, and then knelt down in front of the master without saying a word.

There are so many things going on these days, he needs an explanation, or an explanation.

But logically, he is not qualified to question the master, but he really wants to know what happened to that shadow, the Taoist Xing, and even himself.

That's why he expressed his attitude like this. If the master doesn't want to say it, he won't force it.

Ji Yunlai also understood what he meant, and the apprentice was so sensible that it made him feel distressed.

"You were my celestial demon in your previous life, and you admired me. Later, due to an accident, you were reincarnated as you. What you saw before was all love and obsession." Although there are quite a few, but the more you know, the more you don't want to know what happened before.

It would definitely not be a happy thing to let an optimist like myself escape in his own way.

Furthermore, Xing Daozhu and Tianmoqing are past tense after all, getting involved will only cause trouble, Ji Yunlai is not interested in playing with Xiaoqing You love me, I love you, but what you love is not the one I love, isn't it? That you you love me now is betraying my past me loving my past me is a game of abandoning my present me - that's so silly.

"So, the previous offense..." Feng Qingxiu hesitated in his speech, appearing uncertain and unconfident, his eyes unnaturally avoiding the master, "Is it because of the influence of obsession in the past life?"

Ji Yunlai didn't know how to answer the words for a moment, and was even a little sad. After a while, he said blankly, "That's right."

Feng Qingxiu kowtowed and saluted: "Qingxiu will never do it again in the future..."

"Shut up!" Ji Yunlai interrupted him coldly, "This matter has been exposed, don't mention it again."

Feng Qingxiu lowered her head, a strand of untied sideburns fell down on his right cheek, that aggrieved yet a little relaxed look made Ji Yunlai's heart beat faster for a moment.

But when he thought of what he just said, he couldn't help but sigh again.

Apprentice, I actually don't mind you committing the crime again, did you do it?

He sighed again, thinking that he had been out for such a long time, and Xiaoqing was impatient and didn't spread the news, fearing that the people outside were going to die of anxiety.

Forget it, as time goes on, are you still afraid that the apprentice will run away, so let's go out first.

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Under the Nine Abyss, the land of black witches.

The people of Kun-Lai were already full.

There are An Xian, the master of Jianfeng Peak, You Bazhuo, the deputy peak master, Jellyfish Wugou, the master of Poison Peak, the great elder Yan Zhao, the second elder Bai Naixian, Yang Chuyin, and even Qixiu from Kunlai who came over to find something precious Luo Chi, the big treasure hunting mouse—it is said that Luo Chi was stupefied by the head of the sect first, but was accidentally led off by the magic circle of the Wu clan, and he walked for a long time before coming out.

After receiving Yang Quyin's request for help, the several peak masters discussed meeting and planned to come down to have a look.

Nothing is more serious than the matter of the master of Kun-Lai, they cannot let the soul of the master fall into the hands of outsiders no matter what.

After coming down, they met Wu Zhan, the leader of the witch clan.

This extraordinary witch master said that he really didn't know what happened afterwards, after all, the distance was too far - how could he get involved in the battle between immortals and immortals? Resisted, and later saw the Lord of Kun-Lai took a young man into the Dao Seed, and could no longer enter.

This is a one-sided statement. Of course, Kunlai would not believe him. More importantly, after the Taoist was closed, it turned into an ordinary stone, which was more than a hundred thousand miles away from the previous appearance of the glorious treasure. An Xian just glanced at it. Just refuse to admit that this is a Kun-Lai Dao species, insisting that it was replaced by you, a blind bear!

Yang Juyin is a master of formations, but the Human Immortal Dao is too mysterious, and he couldn't distinguish it for a while, so he tilted his head and asked the tall man next to him with a little coquettishness: "Brother, do you know how you can help us get inside? We're really in a hurry."

It's about the head of the sect, and the people around him can't care about his integrity for the time being. Although it is inevitable to look at Senior Brother Yang a few times, they haven't exposed him.

"I can't do it," Wu Zhan shook his head, "This is the magic of the Immortal."

"Then give me the Dao Seed, and we'll go back to Kunlai to study." Bai Shuixian's expression turned cold, "You guys, search this place, and don't let go of any clues."

It should have been handed over, but when he heard the search, Wu Zhan's expression changed slightly, and he said seriously: "This is the land of my witch veins, so I can't search it."

"It's up to you!" Yan Zhao was so anxious that he couldn't care less about other things. He raised his hand with a sword, which had little intention of hurting others, and aimed to blast away the opponent who blocked the way.

Wu Zhan looked calm, but the strong arm holding the stick touched the ground heavily!

A thick black mist emerged from the mouth of the weird bear-headed witch staff.

The boundless black air around them suddenly became thicker, making it impossible for the spiritual thoughts of these monks to penetrate, but river water seeped faintly from the ground.

"Be careful, there is dark water around here, if you touch it, even a monk will be defiled." Of course Yang Qinyin knew it after passing through this battle.

In the next second, Wu Zhan appeared beside him silently. He was completely unaffected by the boundless black mist. He stretched out his hand to restrain Guan Yuan, the acupuncture point on his shoulder.

With the advantage of the terrain and the barriers of the formation, he can even fight five against one person without losing the wind. His skills are strange, which may not be so good in the plain of day, but in this witch land, the power is more than doubled.

An Xian also knows some blind swords, but monks rely too much on spiritual thoughts after all. Luo Chi has a lamp that can drive away the fog and brighten his heart, but before he can light it, he is already entangled by the other party's grass rope woven with wormwood , there was faint ghost energy on it, and the heavy pressure made him unable to speak, let alone light a lamp.

That's why several He Daoists fought in Wudi for two days before they heard Yang Quyin say, "It's done."

Wu Zhan's heart turned cold, and he saw the surrounding space suddenly lit up.

As the black mist receded, his heart tightened. Seeing that there were already several people on the opposite side, he instinctively retreated into the clan. He rushed up to the altar, took a little light, and rushed towards the abyss.

The people of Kunlai will naturally not let him run away, just kidding, he is the most clue to the head.

But his movement is too weird, and he is more familiar with the location. As soon as Bai Naixian stood in front of him, he took a sharp step back and came out from a farther void—the closer to the waterfall, the more fragmented the space here Strange, like an invisible sharp blade, if you are not careful, you will be cut in half.

Seeing that he was about to jump into the waterfall, Yang Juyin snorted coldly, and the center of the formation in his right eye locked on to him, and flashed suddenly.

At the same time, black light flashed from Wu Zhan's body, clashing with the formation, and it seemed that he was about to peel off the trap of the formation, and the distance was not enough——Yang Juyin made a judgment and rushed out.

In the next moment, his figure disappeared, and the formation on Wu Zhan's body on the opposite side suddenly shone brightly, and disappeared at the same time.

"Damn it!" An Xian yelled, "I don't know which Jiuyuankou this ghostly place leads to. Xiao Yang, you don't want to marry a wife, so hurry up!"

"What's going on?" Yan Zhao was almost out of his mind when things happened one after another.

"Jiuyuan's mouth is full of fragments, connect to other Jiuyuan. Xiao Yang must have rushed too fast just now, and didn't see if there is a crack." An Xian was in a panic. The last time, a hundred years ago, she pressed The head of the sect ordered to put the dao seed in, but he accidentally stepped on the wrong place after putting it in, got into a hole, and finally came out at the mouth of Jiuyuan in the South China Sea, and it took a lot of fighting to get out.

"Yang Yuyin has a high level of cultivation, and he has a magic weapon to protect him. Don't worry." Bai Shuixian gritted his teeth and said, "The head of the sect is the most important thing. Look around, hurry up, find clues, and then see where Xiao Yang fell into Jiuyuan. Nothing will happen."

"Who will have an accident?" Suddenly a voice asked.

Everyone suddenly turned their heads, and saw beside the Dao Seed, a mysterious man in black standing quietly, with a calm expression, neither happy nor sad.

"Master!"