Raiders White Moonlight Master

Asuka was startled from the woods, several people and horses were fighting together, sword lights were everywhere, and the grass and trees were broken wherever they passed.

Shen Baixing was treating Yun Moqing's wound, his technique was unfamiliar, even if the other party fainted, he frowned in pain.

Among this group of people was a monk in the Nascent Soul stage, Shen Baixing knew that Shan Yuan was not his opponent, but he was betting.Gambling Tiandao will definitely not sit idly by and let Shan Yuan be slaughtered.

Among the disciples of Lingyun Sect and Huanhua Sect, only Bai Chang and Shan Yuan had the highest cultivation.The monks at the Golden Core Stage couldn't fight against the Nascent Soul Stage, and two figures, one black and one blue, were sent flying by the old man's wave.

Seeing Shan Yuan injured, Shen Baixing felt uneasy in his heart, but this uneasiness was suppressed by another emotion, he was waiting for the support of heaven.

With a muffled sound, the rain finally fell down from the dark clouds hanging over the head.The cold liquid dripped on his forehead, and the bone-piercing chill invaded the bone marrow along the fabric.In the torrential rain, a ball of dazzling white light exploded not far away.

With the burst of white light, a coveted vitality spread around.

The sound of weapons clashing stopped instantly, and in the rainy sky, the old man's eyes were sharp, leaving behind the two defeated men, Shan Yuan and Bai Chang, and flew towards the place where the white light appeared just now.

"What was that just now?"

"Secret method, it must be that the secret method has appeared!"

"Go, go quickly."

"Once I get this thing, I will become a saint in this life."

"It's mine, don't grab it from any of you."

"Smelly Taoist priest, what kind of onion are you? The secret method is clearly mine."

A group of people were a few steps behind the old man and headed towards the same place one after another.The secret method hidden in this sycamore tree made the monks who knew it look crazy, and they tried their best to kill the contenders.

The cultivators who had formed their own sect just now began to attack each other, and the weak ones were trampled under the feet of the strong ones.With the flash of the sword, the blood splashed, and the fresh life was buried at the bottom of the cliff.

"They... are crazy," Song Liuyan, who watched all this, dared not say anything, "We are all companions, why did they want to kill them like this?"

Bai Chang put the long sword back into the scabbard, and said calmly: "It's not surprising that this kind of thing happened to these desperadoes, let's go and see."

"Brother Shan?"

Shan Yuan wiped off the blood from the corner of his mouth, hugged Shen Baixing and said, "You guys go first."

Soon, there were only one injured, one big and one small, left nearby.With a wave of Shan Yuan's hand, a transparent barrier covered the top of his head, isolating the cold rain.The drenched clothes made Shen Baixing shiver in Shan Yuan, his face was already pale with cold, he pointed to Yun Moqing lying on the ground and said: "Teacher, Miss Yun also wants to take it with her."

"it is good."

"Teacher, Miss Yun's clothes are wet, you can change her clothes."

Shan Yuan: "...Master, if a man and a woman are inseparable, I will change it for you first."

Shen Baixing opened his arms and let the clothes peel off from his body.Shen Baixing's small body was wrapped in delicate white clothes, and finally he put on a cape with a fox fur collar of the same color.

Shan Yuan did not know where to find such a dress, it was very suitable for Shen Baixing's figure at this time.Wrapped in a cloak, he soon stopped being cold, pointed at Yun Moqing, and said, "Teacher, Miss Yun is still wet."

"The disciple knows." Saying that, Shan Yuan made a formula and threw a spell on Yun Moqing.

A stream of light flashed by, and Yun Moqing's clothes had dried out, and even the blood stains on them disappeared.The unconscious Yun Moqing was supported by Shan Yuan, Shen Baixing looked up at the baby's fat face, and said with a nasal voice, "Disciple, why do you have to take off your clothes to change your teacher's clothes? Just use your power."

Regarding Master's question, Shan Yuan didn't change his face, "The gender between my disciple and Miss Yun is a hindrance, and besides, Master likes to be clean, don't you like my disciple changing you into a new one?"

Faced with such filial behavior by his apprentice, Shen Baixing couldn't say anything wrong.

Seeing Master nodding, Shan Yuan smiled, supported Yun Moqing with one hand and Shen Baixing's little hand with the other, and walked in the direction where Bai Chang and others left.

Because there are people on the sword, Shan Yuan flies slowly.He put his two fingers together across his chest, and a small invisible barrier surrounded them. Shen Baixing grabbed the corner of Shan Yuan's clothes to stabilize his body, and said: "Others are eager to find the secret method, disciple, you fly so slowly!" , don't you care?"

"No." Shan Yuan said decisively.

Shen Baixing said in his heart: "Sure enough, the apprentice is still very self-motivated."

Shan Yuan continued: "Secret techniques are certainly important, but in the minds of disciples, master is more important than secret techniques. If master suffers and freezes because of secret techniques, disciples would rather not have it."

Suddenly being shown "filial piety" by his apprentice, Shen Baixing was moved in his heart, and said, "I will treat you well as a teacher in the future."

Shan Yuan: "... I hope Master will keep his word."

Inexplicably, Shen Bai Xing felt that there was ambiguity in his previous sentence, but he couldn't tell where it was strange, so he could only nod in a foolish way.

When Shen Bai luckily arrived, Bai Chang had already been waiting for a long time.When the two sides were about to say hello, a thick sycamore tree appeared from the ground out of thin air and grew towards the sky.The branches and leaves are stretched, where the crown of the tree is, the clouds in the sky have dissipated, and the golden sun is shining, winding all the way down along the green leaves.

The rainwater sticks to the leaves, refracting fine rays of light. Looking up from the bottom, the sycamore tree is so tall that it does not reach the top, and it goes straight into the cloud-shrouded sky.

Such a strange scene happened under everyone's noses.

"The secret method, the secret method must be hidden inside."

"I saw it soon, the light was swallowed by this tree."

"Chop it!"

"Yes, cut it and seize the secret method."

Different from other people's reaction, Shen Baixing stared straight at the sycamore tree, patted Shan Yuan's face with his small hand, "Put me down quickly."

As soon as he broke away from Shan Yuan's arms, Shen Baixing subconsciously walked towards the plane tree.

With a tight arm, Shan Yuan pulled Shen Baixing, with worried eyes, "Master, it's dangerous over there."

After being reminded by his apprentice, Shen Baixing came back to his senses.Just now, when the sycamore tree rose from the ground, a force suddenly surged out of his body. Although it stayed in the body for a short time, Shen Baixing was sure he was right. This force came from the same vein as Wanggui .

Wanggui is Shen Baixing's sword, since he can search for something belonging to Wanggui, does that mean that his mana will come back soon?Shen Bai thought happily.

"Master, why are you laughing?" the apprentice asked in a puzzled tone.

Shen Baixing touched his face, "Is there any?"

"Yes, the corners of your mouth haven't come down yet."

Shen Baixing pressed the corners of his mouth with his fingers, brute force suppressed the tendency to rise, and said vaguely: "I didn't laugh as a teacher."

Shan Yuan: "As long as you are happy, old man."

Thinking that mana was about to be lost and regained, Shen Baixing didn't mind Shan Yuan's attitude at the moment.He looked up at the tall sycamore tree, squinted his eyes against the sun, and waved to Shan Yuan.

The dark head came closer to him, Shen Baixing half covered his mouth, and whispered: "Master, I'm going to beat up and cry these guys soon."

Hearing this, Shan Yuan raised his eyebrows.

Seeing that the apprentice didn't believe it, Shen Baixing continued: "The spiritual power of being a teacher is coming back."

Shan Yuan still has no extra expression.

"What? Do you think being a teacher is lying?"

"No, I'm just curious about how Master's mana will come back."

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed", Shen Baixing kept it a secret.He pulled Shan Yuan and the others to hide behind a rock to watch the battle, and saw the old man raised his hands, pushing and hitting the plane tree with his mighty spiritual power!

With the old man present, other low-level monks dare not make mistakes. Although they are greedy for secret techniques, they don't want to risk their lives right now.

With an astonishing palm, everyone thought that the sycamore tree would fall on the spot.However……

A burst of golden light emanated from the entire tree, and the pure spiritual power of the old man seemed to have hit a barrier. He couldn't help but not hurt the sycamore tree, and was bounced back a step.He stared at his palm in disbelief, and then yelled at the surroundings: "What is causing trouble?!"

It was very quiet, not even a bird chirping.

Song Liuyan lowered his voice very low, approached Shen Baixing's ear, and said, "Shen Xianjun, do you know what's going on?"

Shen Baixing looked up at the sky, "God knows."

In the time of speaking, the old man has already used the second palm of luck. If he only used [-]% of his strength just now, then it is [-]% of his skill now.The spell swayed the coercion of the Nascent Soul stage, and even Shan Yuan clenched his fists a little bit unbearably.

Seeing that the second palm was about to hit the sycamore tree, at this moment, the cloud-shrouded sky suddenly burst into radiance, and a high-pitched cry resounded through the valley.

The voice was like pearls and jade on a plate, and it carried the momentum of a gold and iron cavalry. The moment it fell into the ears, the coercion contained in it made people dare not underestimate it.

The spiritual phoenix flew out from the top of the sycamore tree, with its long golden tail feathers trailing behind it, leading the sky full of flames to swoop down from the sky.

"The phoenix perched on the phoenix tree is the fire of the phoenix!"

Seeing the heroic posture of the phoenix leaning down, the old man had both panic and greed in his eyes. You must know that there has long been no real phoenix in China, and this rare treasure only exists in the legendary Heaven of Rebirth.If he can capture this power that turns into a phoenix, he will definitely be able to leap from the Nascent Soul Stage to the Transformation Stage, and then the recovery of the sect is just around the corner.

The desire for cultivation overcame the fear in his heart, and the old man flew up against the raging flames.

The fire of the phoenix can burn all filth, and when the sweltering heat wave hits the plane tree, the green leaves are not only not swallowed, but become more green with the surging flames.The Taoist robe of the old man was swept into the fire, and the spiritual power belonging to the monk struggled in the phoenix fire.

A scream came out from the fire, extremely shrill.

Shen Baixing, who was hiding behind the rock, was not frightened by the sound at all. He looked at the bird circling in the air looking for the sound, and his spiritual veins with exhausted spiritual power became more and more eager to move with the outbreak of the power of the phoenix. He greedily absorbed the sound. Look at the aura leaking in the air.

Soon, soon, his mana will be back soon.With this thought, Shen Baixing poked out half of his head from behind the rock.

The meridians of the old man in the center of the flames were scorched. He underestimated the overbearing power of this force, even if he used spells to protect himself, he still hurt his body.Seeing that the spiritual power in the elixir was getting less and less, and the phoenix fire hadn't stopped, the old man decided to get out first.Anyway, what he practiced was not a decent kung fu, he just grabbed a monk in the secret realm, devoured the opponent's cultivation base and life for his own use, and it was the same to seize this power.

A figure ran out of the fire, and as soon as the old man turned around, he saw a black head protruding from behind the rock.He didn't think much about it, so he drew the person with his five fingers into claws.

"Master!"

It was Shen Baixing who was caught, and he covered the sky with his big old hands.When life is in jeopardy, a sense of lightness follows. In the sea of ​​consciousness, lotus flowers grow rapidly from the sea of ​​innocence. The big tree in front of the Yaoguang Temple moves without wind, and heavy snow flutters under the Kunlun Mountains.

Flowers and plants, streams of spirit beasts, and even stones at the foot of Kunlun Mountain all extract the spiritual power from their bodies and give them all as tribute to the master of the past.

The lotus stopped growing, the branches stopped swaying, and the snow stopped suddenly.A gigantic phoenix came mightily from the end of the snow-capped mountain, singing like joy, and thousands of birds gathered together.

"Nanny, who told you that your life is not good and I caught you. Don't blame the old man when you enter the gate of hell."

"No." Shen Baixing raised his eyelids, his face sinking like water.

For some reason, the old man had a very bad premonition, so he didn't delay any longer.

"Sword come."

With a faint voice, the fire of the phoenix quickly condensed into a long sword, just like forgetting to return.Shen Baixing's figure elongated quickly, turning back into its original shape, and Wang Gui swung down in his hands seemingly unhurriedly.

"what!"

With a sharp cry, the old man's wrist was cut off by Qi Gen and fell to the ground.

Blood slowly fell along Wanggui's sword, and Shen Baixing touched the ground with the sword, facing the group of cultivator rebels, his tone was obviously calm, but it made hair stand on end.

"Whoever hurts, I will hurt. Who will come next?"

It was only after seeing Shen Baixing's strength that he could easily cut off the old man's hand, how dare this group of monks stand up.

Fortunately, Shen Bai was not angry, "Okay, since no one has stepped forward, it's the same to beat them up together." As he spoke, he slowly brought up Wanggui.

For a time, there was a bloody storm, and wailing was everywhere.

Shen Baixing stood alone among the wounded all over the ground, and the long sword in his hand suddenly started buzzing.

"Brother Shan!"

Song Liuyan's call attracted Shen Baixing's attention, and he saw that the person who was still fine just now fell down as soon as he said it.He didn't care about continuing to teach others, and hurriedly wanted to run over.

Did not realize the distance of a few steps, Wang Gui shook into a sieve.

Shen Baixing flicked the sword displeased, "Are you cold even with a sword?"

Before he could answer, there was a thunderous cry of hooves from among the sycamore trees. Although there was only a vague phantom, Shen Baixing recognized it. It was clearly a divine beast shrunk several times that he had seen in Taixu.