Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ziyun Dao City is still under martial law throughout the city.

The Jiange Pavilion was already empty, and all the sword marks with sword intent on the wall had been wiped away. Dozens of Ziyun Dao disciples checked for a long time, but nothing was found.

The ground has been dug three feet long ago, but still no one has been found.

The black snake Yin Wushe quietly looked at the window, then continued to meditate in the inn room.

How did he do it?

He swore he was just furious when he found that the rats in his pocket had been eaten up by a snake, and then rushed out to kill the hydra, but just entering the city, he was blown by the cold wind, and he calmed down, knowing that he is now Not being the opponent of the other party, he was ready to retreat and swallow this dumb loss, anyway, the future will be long.

However, just like that, Kunlai and Ziyun Dao actually went to war!

Once the big formation is opened, no one can go out unless the monks of Ziyun Dao!

After thinking about his identity, whether it was the Kunlai snake or the big Xuan snake caught by Ziyundao, he felt that it was very difficult to escape the fate of being cut into the pot.

After weighing, the black snake decisively went to find the hydra that contacted Kunlai's traitor.

As the son of the Dragon Snake Demon Sage, this Hydra is also a well-known second generation in Yuntianyu. He prefers the prosperity of Ziyun Dao City, so Ziyun Dao has a name, and Ziyun Taoist will not come to search for him. place.

Hai Chaoxu welcomed the black snake very much. Although he didn't bring the mouse to do it this time, it was enough to bring him alone... I will keep him without saying a word.

Black Snake also learned the reason for the war from Hai Chaoxu.

"You said Yanhui, I heard that someone sent him a letter, the letter was written by his grandson Yanling himself, he is very sure that it is not a fake." Hai Chaoxu said lazily while rubbing his tail with him "That Yan Ling seems to be his favorite grandson, who is very talented. He suddenly disappeared in Central Continent a few years ago and was never found anywhere. Because of Ziyun Dao's internal struggle, his family had to return to the Outer Domain Territory. It was tantamount to being exiled. Then Yan Huizheng was full of anger, so he received a letter saying that his grandson Yan Ling was captured by An Xian, a female devil, and tortured every day, asking him for help."

"So he went directly to the door?"

"That's right, An Xian insisted that he didn't catch his grandson, and the two monkeys started fighting." Hai Chaoxu stretched out another snake head, moved up, was caught by the black snake Yin Wushe with one hand, beat him to the side and stuck out his tongue.

"Then you are watching them fight?" Black Snake asked a little strangely, this hydra has been eating and drinking for nothing in Ziyun Dao City for a long time, and has no idea of ​​helping at all?

"Don't monsters do that?" Sea Hydra disapproved, "Should the snake fight for a monkey when the monkey fights for the king? It's no good."

After thinking about it, Black Snake thought it made sense, but it turned out that he hadn't changed his mind yet.

But just thinking about it like this, someone came to invite Hai Hydra to go to the Taoist gate to talk, saying that they had something to discuss.

It must be beneficial, so Hai Chaoxu rubbed the black snake with his tail, stretched out nine letters and licked his neck: "Little fairy~ wait for me to come back."

Then it went away like the wind.

Black Snake was licked until his face was full of fishy smell, and he felt a twitch in his heart, scolded an idiot, and then thought to himself that this time the incident is over, so he should not come out again.

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On Feilai Peak, Ji Yunlai took off his outer robe, tried on the clothes under Feng Qingxiu's almost burning face, and found that they fit well.

What to do, Ji Yunlai found that he liked watching Xiaoqing's unsteady and angry look.

Such a young man is lively, he usually looks serious and calm, without any youthful vitality.

Obviously when he didn't become his disciple back then, Xiaoqing was very lively and cute.

"Tell me, if I wear it out, will I scare those nephews and juniors?" Ji Yunlai leisurely added a fire, and then poured a barrel of oil.

Feng Qingxiu just felt that the strings in her mind were broken!

He had a fierce expression on his face in an instant, he knocked the teacher's wall onto the bluestone, and stretched out his hand to tear off his clothes.

The skillful and familiar movements made Ji Yunlai feel slightly in a trance, forgetting to resist.

Feng Qingxiu finally calmed down, and after realizing what she had done, she looked at the clothes in her arms in a daze, and then looked at his master leaning on the blue stone, with a half-smile and a half-smile at his master. He was wearing a clean white underwear, showing his perfect neck and A delicate collarbone, not at all embarrassed, but like a big cat looking at its prey, its eyes are full of jokes.

He lowered his head calmly, stretched out his hand with the speed of invisible sword energy to pick off the border with different meanings, then weaved two patterns with thin thread, filled in the imprint left by the border, and then shook the robe, Put it on again for Master.

Now even Ji Yunlai had to admire his calmness and courage.

Xiaoqing, do you know what you are doing?

Then Feng Qingxiu said lightly: "It's windy on the mountain, Master, rest early!"

Turned around and left.

It's just that although he tried his best to keep calm, his steps were a little erratic.

Then he walked into the room and added hundreds of sealing talismans to the room in one go, making it impossible for Ji Yunlai to get in for a while...

Because those magic talismans are all the highest masterpieces I gave Xiaoqing, is this considered a cocoon?

And Xiaoqing, do you know how wasteful your behavior is?

Ji Yunlai, who was locked out of the door, restrained his desire to go up and knock on the door, feeling that today's mountain style is extremely bleak.

I can only wear the clothes that Xiaoqing sent, fortunately, it is just an ordinary spiritual incarnation, it doesn't matter whether I wear it or not.

Otherwise, Xiaoqing's offense just now could easily cause his body-protecting aura to counterattack.

In addition, were you dazzled just now, why did you see the shadow behind the apprentice floating around, almost flying?

His shadow won't be a problem, will it?

I was a little worried, but Ji Yunlai always put Xiaoqing at ease, so he quickly let go of his heart, and his eyes fell on the big formation in Ziyun Dao City.

Although the magic circle managed by Ziyun Dao for thousands of years is huge and exquisite, and even immortals can resist it for a while, but in his eyes, there is no secret at all.

Layer by layer, every pattern, every connection, every function, was quickly analyzed one by one in his eyes, split into countless plans and elevations, and he was even observing how to untie, redo, and improve There are new ideas when parsing.

His divine thoughts gradually penetrated the magic circle and invaded silently.

No difficulty.

Soon, following the special aura fluctuations of Kunlai's mental method, he found those disciples who were trapped in the city.

The time was too short, and they were not arrested.

Led by a sword cultivator, they hid in a big dilapidated temple in the city. They were dressed in shabby clothes, their faces were blue and yellow, and they slept together with many hard laborers. They didn't have the vigor of a disciple of cultivation.

The leader, a swordsman, has an ordinary face and is very young. He also adjusted the sleeping movement of a disciple next to him, and said in a low voice: "The hard workers sleep in a ball when it's cold. Don't sleep on your back like this, there aren't many commoners here who have beds that they can stretch out to sleep on."

"That's right, it looks like the young master at first glance." A fellow practitioner with Jianfeng next to him smiled and said through sound transmission.

"Nonsense, my family was the poorest in the village before I was picked up, but it's not like I don't even have a bed to sleep in." The sword repairer who was sleeping sprawled huddled up according to the boss's request, but he was a little dissatisfied with the sound transmission explain.

"What's the matter?" The older, 30-something monk next to him said in a low voice, "You are stupid for being so many outside disciples who are screened out? There are so many general elections, and many of the failed ones go back to the village Back in the town, they are all capable of writing and martial arts. With these people helping those in the village and outside the village, they can live well. Look at this city, if it was in my hometown, there would have been special people to give money Doing work, whether it is building roads or building embankments, you always have to find something to do, how can you feed the whole family in one day, what about the people here? It’s not bad to be able to buy a steamed bun in a day.”

"They still bring the Wotou. We still have some noodles in the Wotou in our hometown. Even the steamed buns here are made of buckwheat, and there is no white flour..."

"It's cold and early here, unlike where we can harvest two seasons of wheat a year."

"That's right, I heard that there are three seasons of rice harvested in Haicheng in the south. Some people in the Rabbit Peak Company have made some good hybrids of spiritual rice and mortal rice, and planted them for them." Someone nearby said that Rabbit Peak is Shennong Peak.

"So there are not many people in tens of thousands of years. I heard that there is a country not far from here, but the farm tools here are very good. I bought a lot of them when I passed by."

"Take up your pocket! Buy a few samples and go back and make it... Forget it, anyway, if you can't pack it, you will always throw it away!"

"How is it possible? When we go back to the mountain, it's still empty. Our mountain doesn't know how to weave or sell medicine. If you want to fill it up, just wait and dream!"

"It makes sense..."

"Please don't be so reasonable... I don't choose a sword to ascend a mountain, and I don't choose a sword to ascend a mountain. Why didn't I listen to the words of my predecessors back then?"

"That's right, even the monsters in the mountains can't fight indiscriminately, and you have to lose money if you fight, how about it being so miserable!"

"There is also a group of vampire bats. After taking medicine and going back and forth dozens of times, the money they earned is gone."

"Yup……"

When the wound was poked, a group of sword repairmen were heartbroken.

"Can you shut up!" the head monk whispered, a little self-conscious about fugitives, okay?

So everyone stopped talking.

Jianfeng's strength is the most respected, and Qiao Long is their leader. Apart from his terrifying swordsmanship, he can live under Master An's hands for 100 years without leaving, which is something that even Deputy Peak Master You has to admire. The deputy peak master is actually very happy to hand over the ordinary things of Jianfeng to Qiao Long or Youjia, so that he can easily go to Juedu Peak to live a good life, but neither Qiao Long nor Youjia is willing to let Master You's dream has come true.

As soon as Qiao Taki found out that something was wrong, he collected them and hid them. It is impossible to keep such a big city closed, as long as he hides for a day or two, nothing will happen.

So they all listen to the boss.

Qiao Taki was thinking about where to go if he hid here, when he saw his net ring light up.

Seeing the content on the Internet, his whole eyes lit up.