After the full-level boss dressed as a heartthrob [Transmigration Book]

Everyone agreed to Sheng Bei. Under the leadership of Chu Hanyue, after going through several battles in the secret realm, they became more confident. Naturally, the teaching assistant's words did not change anyone's mind.

In Juntian Mountain, there are teleportation formations leading to several big cities in the Fanxiu world. Outer disciples can use them after passing the mission token review. At the suggestion, adjust the target to Xicheng, which is the closest to Shengjia Town, and everyone steps into the formation.

In the west city, the teleportation formation leading to the upper realm is located in the most prosperous central area, surrounded by a small enchantment of three feet square, no tokens of identity in the Shenting Realm are allowed to enter, outside the enchantment is bustling, but the formation is empty.

Xicheng is not considered a place with abundant resources, and there are not many visitors from the Divine Court Realm, so the teleportation formation is not often opened. When Chu Hanyue and his party step out of the formation, many passers-by are attracted to watch from a distance.

"Xinglan Immortal Robe is a disciple of Juntian Mountain!"

"A cloud wave silver embroidered pattern, it's an outer disciple, come to do the task."

"This little boy is so handsome!"

"Where, let me see!"

"Don't squeeze, the skin is as white as jade, the eyes are like the stars, and the eyebrows are like sweeping, this young man is too beautiful, I'm afraid he is not a fairy in the painting!"

"The young man next to him is also very handsome!"

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All of a sudden, the people behind wanted to squeeze forward to see the beauty, while the people in the front lingered, occupying their seats and refused to leave, and their faces were deformed when they lay on the barrier.

"This official paper! I don't know how to call it? I... woo..." The man who spoke was squeezed until his face was flattened, and the words were stuck in his mouth.

After leaving the mountain, in order to prevent everyone from knowing the disciple's information, the names and backgrounds on the disciple's jade card were automatically hidden. Therefore, everyone could not know the identities of the five people, and the voices of introducing themselves and asking for names kept coming and going.

It's too noisy... Chu Hanyue didn't want to waste time. To deal with these boring things, she picked up the carp, and in the eyes of everyone, she flew into the air without saying a word. Keeping up, the five people quickly left the bustling place, leaving only the crowd with their necks up, saying in succession: "I must worship Juntian Mountain!"

"Go directly?" Sheng Bei's face was distorted by the strong wind, and his slurred speech still didn't affect his eloquence, "Let's prepare again, buy some pills and spiritual weapons, and I don't know what the troublesome monsters are. Should be very strong..."

Chu Hanyue did not go out of the city, but found an uninhabited alley and landed: "Are you familiar with this place?" West City is not the place where Long Aotian often comes to in the original book, and there are few descriptions in the book, only that this city is a place for cultivators. Among the five cities in the North and South Lakes, the area with the weakest cultivator base.

"I'm familiar with you. Where is Mr. Chu going? I'll lead the way!" Finally able to come in handy, Sheng Bei straightened his back and wanted to show off, "Although Xicheng is not as prosperous as Hucheng, there are many people. You can also buy low-grade pills and spirit tools here, but mid-grade and above are very rare, I suggest that we buy Qi-invigorating pills first..."

"Where is the nearest clothing store?" Chu Hanyue interrupted him mercilessly.

There are several ready-to-wear shops on the street in front of the foothold. Chu Hanyue ignored the shopkeeper's gracious praise and promotion, bought a white gauze veiled hat, turned her head and left.

Mu Lingyun adjusted the white gauze: "This is a good thing..."

Chu Hanyue agreed in her heart, but she heard him go on to say: "Such a celestial figure, just show it to me." She wished she could slap her up.

Shengjia Town is located in a remote place, almost on the northwest border of Fanxiu Realm. It is more than 150 miles away from the nearest big city, Xicheng. With Chu Hanyue's current cultivation level, she still needs to bring a carp, and she really can't fly so far Yan Hao couldn't support it even more. If Sheng Bei was hung all the way in the sky, he would probably lose his soul, but walking was too slow.After thinking for a while, I happened to catch a glimpse of a low-grade flying boat shop not far away, so I rented one.

The low-grade flying boat is very narrow, with two rows of short seats facing each other, only four people can sit. Fortunately, Da Li is small, hugging his knees, he retracts into the space in the middle, and lies on the edge of the boat to watch his head shrink. scenery.

"What kind of trouble did Shengjia Town encounter?" Chu Hanyue squeezed her wide sleeves that were pressed down by Demon Mu beside her.

Whether it was the mission description of Juntian Mountain or the information provided by Shengbei before, they were all very vague, except that there were difficulties and extreme troubles, but there were no casualties, and there was no other content.

"Actually... I don't know very well." Sheng Bei was squeezed almost into a slender strip by the tall and burly Yan Hao, "My mother only said that there is a devilish energy everywhere, and even Qiqiao Village, which guarded the town in the past, can be solved. No, let me find a way to save the town."

It is indeed very strange that there is no mention of strange beasts in the raging demonic energy, but there are no casualties.

Chu Hanyue was thinking about it when she suddenly saw a black spot at the end of her field of vision ahead. The flying boat was moving forward, but the black spot came from the opposite direction to them, and it zoomed in rapidly. It turned out to be a monk holding a sword.

The cultivator looked as if his butt was on fire, he was moving as fast as a gust of wind, he was about to collide with him, but he still insisted on straightening, without any intention of avoiding it.

Chu Hanyue controlled the flying boat to turn sharply, and almost turned her head in the high-altitude gale, only then could she avoid it. Although the monk was fast, he was not very good at controlling the sword. He lost his footing in shock and shook violently for a moment. His body flattened, and he fell from the sword.

"what--"

"Oh my God!" Sheng Bei exclaimed, covering Dali's eyes, fearing that he would turn into a puddle of meat if he fell from such a high height.

The monk's screams were not as he expected, because he fell far away, and saw two spiritual ropes, one golden and one red, suddenly shot out, wrapping around the monk's waist in the blink of an eye, stopping the fall.

The monk was still in astonishment, he raised his head in a daze, his eyes were empty, and it took a long time for him to regain his clarity.

"The spiritual power is almost exhausted." Chu Hanyue immediately judged his state from the expression on his face. When he raised his hand, Mu Lingyun beside him moved in sync. The monk was lifted by two spiritual ropes to the edge of the flying boat.

"Thank you for your help." The monk leaned down beside the flying boat with lingering fear, and with a twist of his fingertips, using the remaining spiritual power, he recalled the flying sword, and his legs were outside the wind barrier, flying across the wind, "Dear friends, can you Help me, take me to..."

Seeing everyone's robes clearly, the monk turned from surprise to joy: "You are Juntian Mountain disciples! Are you here to solve the crisis in Shengjia Town? Finally here!" He almost cried, "If you don't come, I will I'm going to sell the house deed in exchange for a fee to hire someone!"

Chu Hanyue: "..." The mission is too early...

"Suddenly, I forgot to declare my family name." The monk apologized, squeaked against the side of the boat, cupped his fists and saluted, "The owner of Qiqiao Village, An Yang, I entrusted you with the mission of Juntian Mountain... Wait!"

On the wide sleeve in front of him, there is a silver embroidered pattern of clouds and waves - only one.

"Are you disciples from the outer sect?" An Yang was stunned, and the joy he had just now disappeared, "Why did the disciples from the outer sect come to accept such a difficult commission?"

"You gave too little." Chu Hanyue said mercilessly.

"How can it be...it is said that the Divine Court Realm protects the common people, how can it determine the amount of remuneration and the assignment of tasks...outer disciples can't do it, what cultivation level are you guys? Haven't you broken through the golden core stage?"

"My brothers are all in the early stage of foundation establishment." Dali patted his chest proudly, "At the early stage of Qi training!"

"It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers!" An Yang smiled wryly, put his hand into the mustard bag, and clenched the house deed, "The following is the early stage of Jindan, with more than ten foundation-building stage disciples and a group of Qi-training stage disciples in the village. If you can’t solve the problem, you can’t. The devilish energy will riot at some point, just to be on the safe side, please go back, please send me to the West City, I’m going to entrust the Immortal League Association.”

"It's all here." Mu Lingyun hooked An Yang's arm and pulled out the house deed from his hand, snatched it, and stuffed it into Chu Hanyue's hand, "Why don't you give us a reward, and we will help the townspeople solve it. Demon Qi."

"Hey! This is the last hope of Shengjia Town, give it back to me soon!" An Yang stretched out his hands, loosened his hands, fell down, stopped suddenly, and was swung under the boat by the spirit rope.

When the flying boat landed, An Yang was completely messed up by the wind, and he straightened his messed-up hair crown for a long time: "Dear friends, please return the house deed!"

"Don't worry, Master An. I'm also a member of the Sheng family town. I will never ignore things. If we really can't solve the problem, we will definitely find help without delay." Sheng Bei said softly, "You have to believe in Mr. Chu's strength."

"Young Master Chu?"

"This is the son of Zhilan Yushu." Sheng Bei looked at Chu Hanyue's back obsessively, "Mr. Chu's appearance and temperament are peerless. Although his cultivation base is the same as mine, his ability is very outstanding. He just met Mr. Mu the day before yesterday. This...colleague, together broke through and defeated a strange beast at the completion of foundation establishment. Please trust us."

An Yang was silent. Although he had entered the Jindan state, he was not good at fighting. The beasts at the completion of the foundation establishment period could not be defeated by determination. Going to the Immortal League to entrust it would take several days including the waiting time.

And if too strong monks come, I'm afraid they will discover the secret of Kit Kat Village, since everyone has come, why not let them try, maybe they will succeed.

Shengjia Town is a small town with a population of only a hundred households. There are not many people, but the land is not small. The houses are scattered. Low brick houses are scattered among the fields. The ground is dry and cracked. Under the scorching sun, the crops are withered and yellow. Withered, the oncoming wind is wrapped in crushed sand, which is extremely dry.

"Aren't you monks? Why can't you even plant the ground? Even if it doesn't rain, you can still water it with spiritual power." Da Li poked the withered grass at his feet, and the dry grass snapped in two like a clay sculpture. It was cut and fell on the ground, and it was vaguely recognizable as a leek. Even a very easy-to-survive crop like leek is difficult to grow, as evidenced by the harsh environment.

"It's useless." An Yang shook his head, "This land can't store water, even if it is irrigated with spiritual power, it will dry up in a quarter of an hour, and there is no rain here all year round. Since the spiritual spring dried up a year ago, it has become like this. Secondary scene."

The doors of every house were closed, and the monks wearing Qiqiao Zhuang's blue and gray disciple robes held spiritual weapons in their hands and lowered their heads to pour spiritual power into the ground.

The door of a house suddenly opened, and a middle-aged couple ran out: "The spirit shield is broken again!"

Hearing this, three monks rushed in immediately, Chu Hanyue followed, and saw some monsters sneaked into the ground of the room, shaking up and down one after another, and the devilish energy floated up through the ground, and the three monks released their spiritual power, infused Entering the pot-shaped spiritual weapon in the hand, a replaced spiritual membrane gushes out from the mouth of the pot, covering the ground, stopping the stirring, and returning to calm.

"What's the matter?" A three or four-year-old boy came out from behind the closet in the room, smacked his fingers, and fell to the ground, as if he thought the commotion just now was very interesting. After waiting for a while, seeing that there was no movement, he ran away bored Go out, "Mom, the ground is not moving..."

"Little bastard! Let you follow us closely, come out now!" The man raised his hand and patted the boy's buttocks.The woman picked up her son, and the weak spiritual flow from her fingertips entangled her husband's palm: "Oh, why are you shouting, let me not hug my son!"

This place just stopped for a while, and two families came out not far away to ask for help. The monks rushed to repair the so-called spirit shield.

The townspeople quickly spotted the unusually dressed people, bowed their heads every step of the way, observed their feet vigilantly, and surrounded them.

"It's the great power of Juntian Mountain who finally came to save us!"

"Why are there only five people? Dozens of people in Kit Kat Village can't solve it, can it be impossible?"

"What do you know? That's Juntian Mountain. The owner of the mountain is a great power in the stage of transforming gods. He can quell the turmoil in the town with just one finger."

"I understand, I understand! I recognize the clothes. They are outer disciples, and they are far from the master of the mountain. They can't do it."

The crowd discussed in a bustling manner, and finally ended in disappointment, bowing their heads and going back to their respective homes.The cultivators who repaired the shield were even more frustrated, their spiritual power was almost exhausted, and they didn't care about the spirit of cultivators. They sat down on the ground and said, "Vendor Master, I can't do it anymore. If this continues, I will last at most three days."

Before the words fell, one person jumped up with a shout of "Ouch". The ground where he was sitting just now surged up and spread rapidly. Soon, the ground about Zhang Xu square was undulating like a tide, and the cracks crackled There was a sound, and the rising devil energy was so dark that even the scorching sun couldn't illuminate it at all.

Chu Hanyue really wanted to lift the ground to see what kind of monster was hiding underneath, but after all, it was an unknown thing, and there were hundreds of people living in the town, if it was not handled properly, it would easily cause casualties.

"I think you will need this." Mu Lingyun next to him handed over a palm-sized copper plate as thick as a fingernail. Chu Hanyue's mental strength could tell that it was a spiritual mirror that could amplify spells.

Chu Hanyue took the spiritual mirror, threw it into the air, and then stretched out both hands, and the spiritual power flowed out from the fingertips, like living silk threads, swimming into the air, interweaving, and half a quarter of an hour later, a pattern of Zhang Xu wide take shape.

Mu Lingyun slapped the palm of his hand in the air, and the spiritual energy entered the spiritual mirror. The mirror surface flashed, and the pattern was absorbed into it. The next moment, like a giant fishing net suddenly covered by the sea, the pattern was magnified by more than ten times, and it overturned towards the ground. The color spirit pattern covered the ground silently, but it seemed to be so heavy that it crushed everything.The earth returned to calm, and the aura of the array pattern flickered slightly in the sun.

The monks around were all stunned. The returning townspeople froze in place with their hands that were about to close the door, and looked out to watch the excitement, but at this moment they were reluctant to close the door. The pattern fell on Chu Hanyue and Mu Lingyun.

"This formation..." An Yang knelt down, stroked the disappearing formation pattern, and exclaimed after a long while, "It's suppressed!"

Only then did the crowd come to their senses, no one knew who yelled first: "Juntian Mountain Great Power!" Immediately afterwards, applauding applause resounded from all directions, suppressing the depression of Shengjia Town for many days, and finally swept away.

An Yang changed his half-concern and half-disdain just now, and raised his hand to lead the way: "Fellow Taoists! Please follow me to the village for a detailed discussion!"