Raising a junior brother to counterattack

Several monks suddenly spun around in the air, and then rushed down, as if they fell straight to the ground with their swords, which clearly showed the shock in their hearts.

However, they are cultivators after all, once they landed, they quickly adjusted their facial expressions.

The team of ten or so people was headed by a white-browed Taoist in a Taoist robe with kind eyes and kind eyes. The rest of them seemed to be sect disciples who had just established their foundations.

In fact, it is true.

Even though it was the witch Dai Fuhua who slaughtered Shencheng, she also knew that by the time their so-called rescuers arrived, the other party must have gone far away, and Shencheng must also be in ruins.

So, where is the need to dispatch the core forces of the sect?It would be fine to send out a few random people for a cutscene, if not for the white-browed Taoist who is already the protector of the golden core, who took the initiative to invite Ying, I am afraid that this rescue operation of Shencheng would completely become a trip for several new foundation-building disciples.

However, young disciples also have the advantages of young disciples - they have not experienced the vicissitudes of the world and the warmth and warmth of human relationships. At this time, their expressions are full of righteous indignation towards the witch's cruelty, deep sympathy for the current bloody rivers, and a spontaneous desire to rape The sense of justice of helping the weak is vivid and vivid.

A few white-robed disciples rushed forward as soon as they struck their swords, helped up the filthy young boy who had fallen by the well, and then fed the elixir to those who fed the elixir, and those who infused spiritual energy to infuse it.

Shen Huai's eyes were tightly closed, but he couldn't help but be slightly surprised by the other party's warm heart. Sure enough, it was a good decision for him to go to Xuanzong.

Soon, he felt that the wounds in his body were almost healed under the free spiritual energy and elixir supplied by several disciples around him.

The next day

After Shen Huai woke up, he found himself on top of a flying sword, flying forward with both the sword and the person, with the whistling wind in his ears, and the beautiful rivers and mountains of the mainland in front of him.

→ Well, it’s not that he woke up, but he just opened his eyes when he felt that he had closed his eyes and rested his mind, and it was time to wake up and do a play.

As soon as the boy opened his eyes, he seemed to be frightened by the scene where he was in mid-air. His mouth was opened wide, and he couldn't help but shrink back.

Feeling sorry for the young man whose family was ruined and who seemed to be alive, the young monks flying with swords on both sides couldn't help but immediately comforted him: "This is a flying sword. It's very safe. There is a real person sitting behind you, so you don't need to be afraid."

Seemingly being comforted by the other party's kind voice and warm smile, Shen Huai's small fist on the side also slowly loosened, recalling what the two of them had said before, he looked back.

I saw a white robed Taoist sitting cross-legged behind him, with white eyebrows and long beard, benevolent eyebrows and kind eyes, looking very fairy-like.

The young man's sense of security seemed to be higher, he moved the corners of his mouth: "Immortal Chief, did you save me?"

"That's right." Seeing the boy's nervous expression, the white-browed Taoist asked in a down-to-earth manner, "What's your name?"

"Shen... Shen Huai."

He was rescued from Shencheng, with this name, it seems that there will be no mistakes.

The white-browed Taoist smiled and nodded: "Is that Shen Huai? Don't be afraid. We are monks of Shangxuanzong. Last night, we saw a vision in the sky above Shencheng, and the imperial sword came galloping. Finally, God has the virtue of good life. Give Shencheng The last trace of blood was left behind." Speaking of this, he couldn't help but sigh in pity.

And the young man seemed to suddenly think of yesterday's purgatory on earth, his expression became distorted because of fear, his eyes were filled with tears, but he clenched his teeth tightly and did not let them fall.

Seeing this, the white-browed Taoist nodded secretly in his heart, his mind was very good, and his spiritual roots were not bad.

→That's right, the spirit root is not bad either.

Shen Huai disliked it, because he had high vision, and he didn't think about how many people in this world don't have spiritual roots, and there are many people with five spiritual roots and four spiritual roots. The spiritual root is not bad, many inner disciples of Shangxuanzong have three spiritual roots.

What's more, due to the melee between the three clans more than 50 years ago, the major sects suffered countless casualties, which led to a discontinuity phenomenon in this generation, and the requirements for accepting disciples were naturally lowered a lot.

At this time, the young man closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was firm: "Immortal Elder, the boy Shen Huai has suffered such a catastrophe. I only hope to find the way and kill my enemy with my own hands. Please help me, Immortal Elder."

After finishing speaking, he was about to kowtow, but he was lifted up by a gentle force.

Shen Huai silently praised Taoist in his heart.

The white-browed Taoist sighed: "Shencheng is originally my clan's city. If you ask for it, I will open the door of convenience voluntarily, but you must know that the cycle of heaven and retribution is not good, and the witch will kill herself if she does many unrighteous deeds. You are still young." , Don’t be blinded by hatred.”

Shen Huai pursed his lips, but did not answer.

Seeing this, the Taoist also knew that the enmity of destroying the city and the family is unforgettable and irreconcilable, and cannot be dispelled by a few words, so he shook his head and sighed: "Forget it, I hope you can understand it in the future, follow me back to the sect stop."

Shen Huai's eyes lit up suddenly, and his small hands clenched his fists: "Thank you, Immortal Elder, for your great kindness, Shen Huai will never forget."

But after a while, everyone gradually approached Xianshan.

I saw huge mountains stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, dozens of well-arranged peaks floating in the air, towering into the sky, the clouds are steaming and rosy, and the fairy air is curling up.

With such a style, he deserves to be the head of the four great immortal sects in Liuyang Continent, Shangxuanzong.

However, this magnificent atmosphere can shock other people, but it cannot shock Shenhuai. In fact, this is not the first time he has come to Shang Qingzong.

you say why?

If this question is put on the mainland, everyone will probably smile meaningfully, and then the soul of gossip will quickly awaken, and I will give you the two or three things that the demon king Shenhuai and the suzerain of the Qing Dynasty have to say.

It is said that since the demon king Shenhuai has been invincible all over the mainland, he feels boring and lonely as a master. If it is not necessary, he will easily leave the demon world. The few times he has gone out in the past hundred years are almost all appointments to Xuanying.

As for Xuan Xing, the patriarch of the Shang Qing sect, he is recognized as the highest flower in the mainland. The otaku didn't explain, but not only went to see Shen Huai every few years, but someone saw him smiling at Shen Huai.

One of the two is dressed in red and the other is dressed in white. Someone has studied it. The fabric of their outer robes is made of snow gauze, and the cuffs are embroidered with silver edge moiré.

Tsk tsk tsk, no one would believe it if it wasn't a couple outfit.

A vivid version of the different camps, sadomasochism and love, the story of falling in love and killing officials with good friends makes many girls in mainland China cry at night.

Not to mention, after the death of Huai, the melee god of the three tribes in the Sunset Ridge, Xuan Xing came back and declared that he wanted to practice the sword to enlighten the Tao. Since then, the mountain has been closed, and he has not descended to the main peak of the suzerain for more than fifty years.

Probably because the Sri Lankan has passed away, and he has no heart to love Liangyue since then.

The heights are extremely cold, without your spirit, how lonely Xuan Xing would be.

What's the use of these thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, it's just annoyance.

So affectionate——

Cough cough cough, of course this is just the imagination of the people in mainland China, in fact... well, it doesn't matter if I don't mention it.

Shen Huai knew nothing about all kinds of gossip in the mainland, so he wanted to borrow his courage from the sky, and no one dared to gossip in front of Shen Huai, which led to the tragedy of his worldview being brushed every day in the future.

But now he still doesn't know anything, and all his mind is seized by the aura that is more than ten times stronger than that of Shencheng near the fairy mountain.

He took a deep breath, feeling refreshed all over.

Great, it's worthy of being the Shang Xuanzong under that man's rule, and it's not in vain that he tried his best to come to Shang Xuanzong.

Under such a rich aura environment, coupled with his original experience and realm, it would take less than a hundred years for him to transform into a god again, and at the stage of transforming into a god, he could use the newly condensed soul to nourish his damaged soul. At that time, he can get rid of this mortal body and re-condense the phoenix demon body.

Thinking of this, Shen Huai suddenly felt hot in his heart.

It's just that now is not a good time to think carefully, and soon everyone fell in front of the mountain protection formation, and Shen Huai had to withdraw his thoughts first.

Then he tried his best to play the role of a young man who had just been rescued from the ruins of his family.

The reddish eyes, the tightly pursed corners of the lips, and the pretendingly strong expression made people feel sorry for this ill-fated but stubborn young man.

I have to say that Shenhuai's acting skills are not bad.

Although he has been wanton all his life, he doesn't need to act in every occasion, but he has lived for a long time, and he will always be able to act, it just depends on whether he needs it or not, and whether he is willing or not.

In the past, he could endure the kisses and hugs of the little demons in order to break out of his shell as soon as possible. Now that his form is better than others, he can naturally act in a few plays.

As soon as they arrived at the mountain gate, everyone said goodbye, patted Shen Huai's head, and saluted the white-browed Taoist.

Then, he found that this Taoist was really unusually kind. He was already a golden elixir protector, yet he was able to explain the surrounding environment and precautions to him in detail.

You must know that the realm of self-cultivation has strict levels of cultivation, and the strong are respected. If a low-level person dares to disrespect a high-level person, he will be killed by the opponent, and no one will say that the other party is wrong.

It can be seen that the difference in realm is like a gap, no matter how kind-hearted people are, they will not be as meticulous and thoughtful as Taoists. If there is no other purpose, only young people who are really ignorant of the world will believe it.

It's just...now he is just a mortal, so why should this Jindan real person waste half of his attention?

Shen Huai couldn't help thinking about the other party's intentions in his heart, but on the face he followed the Taoist's words calmly and made various expressions and movements.

Taoist: "This is the outermost part of Shangxuanzong. Every part of the sect has important tasks, so don't wander around."

"In some sword-testing forests, if you enter by mistake with a mortal body like yours, you will be destined to enter but not to exit."

Shen Huai nodded in cooperation and shrank his neck.