After securing the script of the villain Taoist

Sang Yuan, who was in the deity stage, was unable to learn powerful spells, and the entanglement spells that came with the tree species were not suitable for enemies covered in poison.

But he wasn't worried at all, the speed at the full cultivation stage of the transformation stage was very fast.When looking close to Jiugu, he unhurriedly took out a fiery red feather from the body space.

The phoenix tail feather was a gift from Feile little Phoenix before he left the God Realm.

Sang Yuan waved his hand, and the palm-length tail feathers seemed to grow against the wind, shining dazzlingly in the night sky.

"Go." With a soft shout, the phoenix's tail feathers flew towards Jiugu with endless flames.

When the red flame flew away, it turned into a long fire whip. In a blink of an eye, Jiugu felt the overwhelming heat, and small black feathers appeared on both sides of his face.

Apart from the phoenix itself, Sang Yuan has never seen that bird that is not afraid of fire, so using phoenix tail feathers is the most suitable to deal with dove.

With the flames going first, he tore off a leaf on his wrist, crushed it and turned it into a little green light, preventing the black mist from continuing to erode.

The black mist is the dove poison that Jiugu scatter. The more lives the black mist harvests, the greater his power will become. This is why there were no traces of living people for thousands of miles when the previous demon master was there.

But the green light emitted by Sang Yuan is like the nemesis of the black mist. It not only prevents the erosion of the black mist, but also has a purifying effect, making the black mist lose its toxicity.

Is dove poison that is not poisonous still considered dove poison?

Over there, Jiu Nu and Mu Nu wrapped Qi Ning'an around to give him time to breathe. After he escaped the scorching flames easily, he thought that Sang's wish was nothing more than that, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face in the blink of an eye.

"You meddlesome guy! Today I will let you taste my poison!"

Jiugu was angry, this time he didn't say any more, but turned into a dove bird and rushed towards Sangyuan.

The huge black wings blocked Sang Yuan's sight, and the malice in the eyes like copper bells could not be blocked, and the boundless poison surrounded him, wishing to melt him instantly.

Looking at the big black and green bird, Sang Yuan was happy.

Waiting is now!

A wish force was ejected by him and submerged into the flames formed by the tail feathers.

Soon, a resonant phoenix cry resounded in the dark night, and the crimson flames turned golden red soaring into the sky.

Sang Yuan quickly backed away, and the boundless flame wrapped around Jiugu's body as if he had spiritual consciousness.

In a causal cycle, Jiugu spread the poisonous smog around towns in order to upgrade, causing countless deaths. Today, his body is burning in the phoenix fire.

After all, he is Long Aotian's future younger brother, and Sang Yuan didn't want to cause trouble for the original Heavenly Dao, so he didn't intend to kill him.

But it didn't make him feel better.

The burnt smell of the feathers mixed with the pungent stench, and there was also the scream that Jiugu could no longer bear.

It should be quite painful, Sang Yuan thought as he stood on the ground that had already returned to life.

There was too much movement here, Jiunu and Munu wanted to come over after hearing the young master's scream, but they were pressed to death by Qi Ning'an's sword.When they were finally able to turn their heads to look this way, they were all startled by the figure burning and struggling in the flames.

"Young Master!" The voices of the two merged together, both of them were inconceivably shocked and anxious.

Qi Ning'an's sword light was not affected by these movements, and while the two were struggling, they directly solved them with unstoppable sword energy.

By the light of the burning fire, Sangyuan saw a piece of wood and a bird fall from the sky, already dead beyond belief.

And on his side, the burning of the Phoenix Fire has also come to an end.

So, when Qi Ning'an arrived, what he saw was an extinguished flame and a naked dove bird, with a burnt smell still exuding from his body.

Sang Yuan didn't look at him, but just retracted the extended fingers after bending down.

The white gauze of the veil blocked his expression and the shadow that Qi Ning'an felt familiar, he pointed to the silent Jiugu on the ground, and said: "His poison bag has medicine that can cure his evil poison. "

This means to let the Sword Lord do it himself.

Qi Ning'an watched as a small piece of white jade-like finger retracted into the black sleeve robe, he didn't say much, and took the poison sac mercilessly.

The naked dove bird lying on the ground trembled because of this rough movement, and buried its head under its wings, not daring to move.

"Okay." Sang Yuan nodded, and a voice like a clear spring floated out of the veiled hat, "The dove is no longer poisonous, please let him go."

Qi Ning'an's voice was cold: "You are the one to intervene today, otherwise he will die."

He has his own integrity, and he can't do anything to snatch the prey from him.

Sang Yuan looked at his ascetic and ruthless face, and suddenly moved closer to him.

The night wind blew the white gauze, and when he lowered his head and smiled, his crimson lips just flashed by, and his voice was a bit inexplicable: "Otherwise? Does Sword Lord still want to fight me?"

In the end, without waiting for his answer, Sang Yuan threw out the whip that turned into a branch, rolled up the dove and flew into the air.

His voice drifted into the night: "Sword Lord, don't forget that I am helping you today."

Qi Ning'an still had that indifferent look: "I don't need your help."

Sang Yuan automatically ignored his words, and then disappeared into the night.

Qi Ning'an raised his head to look at the empty night sky, and returned to Xuantianmen with the taken poison sac and turned into a sword light.

On the other side, Sang Yuan, who returned to the basalt shell ahead of time, came out of the Qinglong Pool. He first used the power of heaven to change the dove bird into a layer of gray feathers, and then under the cover of night, he shrunk the dove down to the size of a common bird. The bird was just thrown into Yu Feichen's small courtyard.

Tsk, now Long Aotian and his little servant are reunited.

After finishing all this without anyone noticing, he returned to his small courtyard, silently waiting for Qi Ning'an's next step.

His body remained in the basalt shell, so he would know whenever Qinglongchi moved.

Qi Ning'an just came back, and probably won't remember this until the Great Elder's poison is cured.

After the preparations, Sang Yuan hugged the soft quilt and fell asleep again, and missed the lecture time of Jianjun directly.

Anyway, he went to class before mainly to find inspiration on how to use his wish, and now that he has found it, there is no need to go to Wendao Pavilion again.

Although he thought so, the reality was not what he wanted.

When Sang Yuan slept until the afternoon of the second day, Zhang Dao tremblingly knocked on the door of his small courtyard with the command of Lord Jian.

After knocking continuously for about half a quarter of an hour, he woke up from the dream of stretching branches in the false space.

He struggled to open the door, and the cranes hopping in the yard called excitedly at him.

"Gah!"

May you really sleep!Meihe is waiting for you to get hungry!

Since following Sang Yuan to eat delicious spiritual fruits everywhere, the crane has lost its desire for the food in Wendao Pavilion, but it allows the other cranes to have a peaceful time of eating and drinking.

Sang Yuan touched the head under it, and took out a spiritual fruit from the body space.

Crane's eyes lit up, and he couldn't wait to eat it.

Seeing that it was eating happily, and the juice was flowing down from the edge of its long beak, Sang Yuan couldn't help laughing.

It's really a greedy crane.

When Zhang Dao knocked so hard that his hands were sore, the people inside finally opened the door.

"What's the matter?" Sang Yuancong, the owner of the courtyard, stretched out his head and asked him.

It was the first time to see Sang Yuan's face at such a close distance, and Zhang Dao's unspoken words stuck in his throat.

Sang Yuan frowned: "Wrong knock?"

"No!" Zhang Dao said hastily, "You didn't go to Wendao Pavilion to attend a class today, Lord Jian asked me to come and find you."

Although many disciples were a little puzzled as to why Lord Jian didn't come to find his Taoist companion in person, Zhang Dao, who had been arranged by the master to work in Yaoguang Peak, understood.

Sang Yuan is the Taoist companion sought by the sword king who is good at making claims. A Mahayana monk's side is not chosen by himself, so he is naturally extremely indifferent to him.

Although he is the most handsome person I have ever seen, his cultivation level is not bad at the Jindan Stage, and he is still actively defending Sword Lord during the lecture.But in the eyes of many disciples, he is still not worthy of Sword Lord.

Knowing that he lived in the small courtyard of inner disciples, Zhang Dao sighed again that night.He had seen Jian Jun and Sang Yuan talking happily under the tree earlier, and thought they had a good relationship.

But the matter of Sword Lord's Taoist companion is not something they can talk about.

Sang Yuan didn't understand the strange emotion in his eyes, but instead asked, "What is Jian Jun looking for me for?"

Zhang Dao was stunned for a moment: "Maybe it's because you didn't go to Wendao Pavilion today?"

He just came to deliver a message.

Ke Sang wished not to be as happy as he imagined, but turned around and took out the messenger talisman, muttered something on it, and then gave it to him, saying: "Give this to him, and I won't go to the Taoist Pavilion."

"Ah?" Sang Yuan's reaction was completely unexpected by Zhang Dao.

Before he could continue persuading, another disciple wearing a green shirt with a gentle jade face stopped in front of the two and asked, "Are you Sang Yuan?"

Sang Yuan nodded truthfully: "Yes, what's the matter?"

He is busy enough today.

"I am Si Zishi, the eldest disciple of Elder Huoyan, please, Master." Si Zishi smiled at the corner of his mouth, but the smile didn't reach his eyes.

Zhang Dao quickly stood with Sang Yuan, tugged at his sleeve, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll go and tell Lord Jian that you can't go because of something."

It also gave him a reason for not wanting to go to Wendao Pavilion.

"Senior Brother Si, I'll take my leave first." Zhang Dao bowed his hands respectfully, took the summoning talisman in the other's nod, and left.

It’s not good, it must be that the elders of Qianxiu found out that the head of the sect had found a Taoist companion for the sword king without authorization, and they couldn’t blame the sword king, they could only take the knife from Sang Yuan.

He had to report to Sword Lord.

Si Zishi nodded, turned around and said to Sang Yuan, "Then come with me."

Unexpectedly, Sang Yuan shook his head bluntly: "Sorry, I don't want to go."

"What did you say?" Si Zishi thought he heard it wrong, stared at him, and said unceremoniously, "Do you think that you can walk around Xuantianmen after becoming the Taoist companion of Sword Lord? Even Sword Lord , the Great Elder will not refuse even if asked."

Sang Yuan glanced at him, folded his arms lazily, and asked, "Oh? So you also know that I'm Sword Lord's companion?"

"What do you mean? Do you really take it seriously?" Si Zishi thought that he was proud of his status as a sword master and Taoist couple, so he just gave him a disgusted look, puncturing his illusion, "My master just thinks that the head of the sect is It’s not the right way to do it, so let me come.”

Co-authoring, the decision made by the head of the sect doesn't count in the eyes of the elder?

Sang Yuan was shocked when he learned of this.

It turns out that the master is so miserable.

The more he looks superior, the more Sang Yuan wants to stimulate him: "I understand, it turns out that you are the one who wants to become the sword king and Taoist couple."

Alas, even if it is a villain, there will be people who love it, and he understands it.

But he is not willing to bully him!

Sang Yuan blinked his eyes, and before Si Zishi could react, he shouted behind him: "Jian Jun, he likes you!"

Si Zishi froze instantly, as if someone had punctured his mind, and immediately blushed, not even daring to see if there was anyone behind him.

ha!I really guessed it by myself!

"Jian Jun didn't come." Sang Yuan felt that Si Zishi's liking would be like his name, so he kindly persuaded him, "It's wrong for you to do this, you two are of different generations."

Under the blushing face of the other party, he said earnestly: "Let me tell you, Mr. Jian likes the most good-looking ones, and you can't do it like you, you have to grow up like me."

So, don't delay my time to help Sword Lord fulfill his wish and stop the blackening.

"You, you are shameless!" The eldest disciple of the elder, who usually swaggered in the sect, yelled at him with blushing.

Sang Yuan patted his hand, and was about to persuade him to return from the wrong way, not to spend time on cold-hearted villains, it is better to practice hard and strive to ascend to the fairy world as soon as possible.

"Sword...Sword Lord." Si Zishi's face became even more ghostly pale.

Yo, how could this person act.

"Really?" A familiar voice sounded from behind.

He turned his head slowly, and what he saw was the figure of Sword Lord Qi Ning'an, who was as straight as a pine, and his aura like frost and snow.