After coaxing old enemies into avatars

Xie Jinyi's harsh words were extremely intimidating. After the four of them left the barrier, the disciples of Changwangmen couldn't help but look at each other.

"Is Xie Daojun's words true?"

"Are we going to have an enmity with Yuanxing Palace?"

"Hey, what can we do, just Huai Yujian alone and we..."

"As a disciple of the Changwang Sect, how can you speak nonsense and make others more aggressive?" Elder Huang snorted coldly, and looked viciously at the panicked disciples behind him.

Several disciples immediately fell silent and did not dare to speak out.

"Our Yao City is in constant turmoil, and it is most likely related to those people," Elder Huang said coldly, "It is better to rise up and resist than to sit and wait for death. What does it look like to be sad and resentful here!"

The blue-clothed disciple glanced lightly at the juniors who had been scolded, and turned to Elder Huang: "What about the corpses of the centipede and the fox demon?"

Elder Huang's eyes narrowed slightly: "They are all sent to the burial spring, and they are refined."

After explaining everything, he jumped up and flew towards the suzerain hall.

Doctors and cultivators kept coming and going, and Sect Master Xiao stood guard outside the hall, looking at the people falling from mid-air with awe-inspiring expression.

"How is Luo'er?" Elder Huang put his hands behind his back, his voice was extremely indifferent.

Sect Master Xiao's bloodshot eyes turned back, and his voice was hoarse: "You don't need to care."

"Hmph." Elder Huang smiled coldly, and his tone was full of mockery, "So, just listen to me from the beginning and arrest those two teenagers, and it won't be too much trouble."

Sect Master Xiao clenched his fists tightly: "So, you are colluding with Moxiu to make Yaocheng miserable?!"

"Magic cultivator?" Elder Huang's face darkened for a moment, his black pupils were filled with evil spirit, he turned his head, "Xiao Changli, how dare you disrespect the way of heaven?"

"The way of heaven?" Sect Master Xiao clenched his fists, took a step forward, and forced Elder Huang, "You don't care about those who use any means to achieve their goals, and threaten the entire Changwang Gate with my life...even refining Gu worms. The magic cultivator of the medicine man slaughtering mortals is called Tiandao?"

Elder Huang slowly lowered his trembling hand, and the evil internal force hit Sect Master Xiao's chest.

The person in front of him spat out a mouthful of blood instantly, and fell to his knees in embarrassment.

"Mo Daojun is not the way of heaven," Elder Huang slowly withdrew his hand, "he is just acting for the way of heaven, how can such incompetent and useless mortals speak rudely to him."

Sect Master Xiao slowly raised his eyes, only to find that the skin of Elder Huang's right hand behind his back also had traces of wriggling and struggling, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Ever since he took the position of suzerain, he knew that he did not have the ability to manage this huge sect well. All these years, he could only follow the rules and follow the old ways of his predecessors, hoping that Xiao Luo would grow up soon and take over his position.

Xiao Changli thought that as long as he didn't do anything in his life, he would not make fatal mistakes, but he didn't expect that he would be on all possible precautions, and he couldn't guard against his own people.

Elder Huang betrayed Yaocheng a long time ago, he listened to the slander of the so-called "Day of Heaven", quietly scattered Gu insects into the entire Yaocheng, and killed countless innocent people.

"So, why were you obsessed with your obsession back then?" Elder Huang said, "I took Luo'er's eyes and legs back then, all I wanted was for you to retreat despite difficulties and hand over the seal of the sect master, but you are clearly so incompetent, but you are so stubborn Not melted."

If he had to push Xiao Luo to the edge of the cliff, this person would bow his head.

Sect Master Xiao tightly clenched his fists, and the gravel and fine sand on the ground were caught in his palm, and the sharp fine stones were quickly embedded in the flesh.

A drop of cold rain fell on his side, and he slowly raised his head, only to find that the sky above the Changwang Gate was covered with dark clouds at some point.

A cloud of black mist came riding on the dark wind, and the bitter wind breathed like a knife, cutting through flesh and blood every inch.

A pitch-black robe fell from the sky, followed closely by the medicine man whose eyes were wrapped in a dark red cloth, and... the current Demon Lord.

Seeing people coming, Elder Huang bowed and knelt down: "Welcome Mo Daojun."

A pair of rotten and ferocious hands that seemed to be scorched by magma slowly lifted up and pulled down the black hood, exposing the man's face to the wind.

Sect Master Xiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes widened with deep astonishment: "Mo, Mo Ren?"

How can it be?How could it be him?

Didn't he perish together with Juyuezong long ago, is he no longer alive?

But why did he appear in front of him now, even with Mozun?

Mo Ren lightly pulled his lips, ignored Elder Huang who was saluting to him, instead smiled and leaned over to look at Sect Master Xiao: "Thank you, Sect Master Xiao, who takes care of everything, but still remembers me."

He just smiled like this, but headmaster Xiao felt like a poisonous snake wrapped around his neck, making it difficult to even breathe.

Mo Ren looked at his eyes for a moment, saw that there was only fear in his eyes, and suddenly lost interest.

"The medicine man."

The blind swordsman behind him drew out his sword instantly, and the blade fell as quickly as Duan Qing was executed.

Sect Master Xiao died before he had time to taste the pain.

The splattered blood stained Elder Huang's sleeves. He lowered his head, but his heart was extremely horrified.

When he put Duan Qing into Changwang Gate, he didn't expect that the scene of that person's death would be so miserable, and now he let Mo Ren go to the main hall of Yao City, he didn't expect that he would deal with him without hesitation.

The Demon Lord showed a mocking smile: "It is said that the devil is the evil in the world, but I think your monks in the heaven may not be much better than us."

Mo Ren smiled and threw Sect Master Xiao's head in front of Elder Huang: "Take it to Nanzhou, and make peace with Xue Tingbai, the seven sects are already waiting there."

"Tell them that Sect Master Xiao was killed by Jianxiu Yunjiao, and now he is sheltered by Mian'an. Your seven major sects should—eliminate evil spirits and obey the way of heaven."

The lines and formations of various sects were scattered everywhere outside Mian'ancheng. Xie Jinyi opened the unique teleportation formation of Yuanxing Palace to go back. When he landed, he saw Jiang Chenxian and Mingshun anxiously waiting in the city.

"I'm back!" Jiang Chen took a quick step to meet the three of them, his eyes swept over Xie Jinyi first, and he turned back after confirming that he was safe and sound.

Sheng Huaizhao and Yun Jian are in the formation, and Yu Tong is obediently at the end, not knowing where this place is.

"Huai Zhao!" Jiang Chen stepped forward, hugging the young man in front of him tightly.

It was only then that Yu Tong recognized that this was Young Master Jiang from Mian'an. Seeing him approaching him so eagerly, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Yun Jian.

The latter showed dissatisfaction for the first time, and clearly wanted to separate the two of them on the spot, but he forcibly endured it.

Jiang Chenxian also quickly realized that he was impolite, quickly let go of his hand and stepped back, looking at Yun Jian for the first time: "I'm just too worried about you all this time... Are you okay?"

"Fortunately, it's nothing..." Before Sheng Huaizhao finished speaking, Mingshun rushed over again.

The little monk cried three-pointedly: "You are really all right, I was scared for several days when I heard about Nan Yihai!"

The little monk is a lot stronger than before, probably he has taken good care of his body in Mian'an.

Yu Tong was startled again, just as he said in his heart that Sheng Huaizhao was really popular, Yun Jian pulled the little monk away without changing his face.

He stood between the two with a dignified expression: "It's safe and sound, I have to worry about you."

The little monk sniffed and stared at Yun Jian for a long time.

Just when Yu Tong thought that the two of them were going to fight for Sheng Huaizhao, the little monk suddenly opened his arms and hugged Yun Jian's shoulder: "As long as you are fine."

Later, Sheng Huaizhao noticed that Yun Jian's expression had gradually become stiff from the previous indifference, and then pressed the little monk's shoulder in disgust, and pushed him away.

"Okay, let's talk about the old days when we enter the house. Lord Huai Yujian is waiting for you." Mrs. Jiang said softly standing not far away.

Before entering the hall, Sheng Huaizhao looked at the young monk: "Mingshun, where are the mother and daughter?"

Mingshun replied truthfully: "I live in Mian'an, and my condition has improved. Given time, the poison will be cured."

Yu Tong blinked: "That is to say, thank you earlier...the prescription given to Sect Master Xiao by Daojun is okay?"

Sheng Huaizhao nodded.

The little monk can't lie, if he can say that, it proves that the medicine he prescribed is absolutely fine, and it is impossible for Xiao Luo to die.

"That's right." Sheng Huaizhao took out the soul-returning pill from the clothes room and put it in Mingshun's hands, "This, the soul-returning pill, may be useful to Jiang Wanzhu."

Jiang Chenxian turned his head in an instant, looked at the ice porcelain bottle in his hand, and tears welled up in his eyes: "Huai Zhao... didn't you go to the Abyss of No Owner before, why, why are you still thinking about us?"

This was what he deduced from Huai Yujianjun's mouth. After all, Sheng Huaizhao left without saying goodbye shortly after consulting the ancient books. Presumably it was because the road ahead was so difficult and he didn't want them to participate.

Jiang Chenxian previously thought that everything would be fine if the two returned safely, but he did not expect that he would actually find a prescription for Wan Zhu...

Sheng Huaizhao smiled, and put it into Mingshun's hands: "Go and study it to see if it works."

He had learned before that if he wanted Jiang Wanzhu to wake up, he had to go to the Demon Realm to find Wanwusheng, but he had uprooted that tree long ago, and the Jiang family had long since lost the way to call Wanzhu back.

He couldn't hand over the small tree branch, so he could only replace it with other things.

Even Mrs. Jiang was moved by it, covering her face and weeping softly: "You child, our Jiang family owes you too much..."

"I don't guarantee that I will wake her up, don't be so serious." Sheng Huaizhao couldn't help sighing when he thought of Yaocheng.

The seven major sects will definitely attack him and Yun Jian, and then they will have to rely on the Jiang family's efforts, in fact, they are just getting what they need.

Huai Yujian Jun had been waiting for a long time, and he couldn't help standing up when he saw Yun Jian coming, but when he got closer, he found that the boy was different from before.

His realm has improved again.

And what was different from before was Sheng Huaizhao.

When he came out of the forbidden vessel and cracked the Heart-eating Gu, Sheng Huaizhao had a sick physique that was even weaker than other mortals, but now he has a complete spiritual core in his body, and the spiritual energy is quite different from before.

Even Huai Yu couldn't help feeling the fantasy of what he saw.

But now is not the time to patronize and lament the awesomeness of the younger generation.

"Yun Jian, I have something to ask you." Huai Yujian condensed a piece of dead wood with his hands, and handed it to Yun Jian, "At this time, there is a remnant sword mark on the old tree in Ganci Temple. "

Xie Jinyi's eyes changed instantly, and he guessed what his master was going to ask.

"This sword mark is exactly the same as yours, how do you explain it?"