The Legend of Xianxia of Yinzi and Guizi

In the distance at the foot of Qingyun Mountain, Bi Yao and You Ji are standing side by side, looking at the mountain top hidden in the depths of white clouds.

Baguio's face was slightly pale, his brows were frowning, he looked haggard, and his expression was a little dazed.After staring at it for a long while, he slowly said: "I don't know how Sister Yinzi is doing now?"

The black veil on You Ji's face moved slightly, she turned her head to look at the girl suffering from love beside her, and said softly: "It's okay, Baguio, don't think too much."

Bi Yao bit her lip, and suddenly said, "Where's my father?"

You Ji said: "The suzerain went to Heyang City today to meet the old monster from the Wandu Sect who arrived recently."

Baguio was startled, and said, "What, the 'Poison God' is here too?"

You Ji smiled lightly, and said: "It's not just him, according to what I heard privately, in the last few days, even the sect masters of the Changshengtang and the Hehuan Sect will come here."

Bi Yao was even more shocked, and said after a while, "How could this be? I know that father has secretly transferred the main force of the Ghost King Sect to the vicinity of Qingyun Mountain. If these three sect masters come, the masters of their sect will definitely They will also follow, so isn't it that our four... no, it is simply that the strength of the holy religion is completely concentrated here?"

You Ji's face was hidden behind her black veil, and she couldn't see the expression clearly, but only listening to her voice, she was still calm and calm, and said calmly: "That's right. After all, the one who was captured was the saint recognized by our Holy Church. , it is only natural that it is taken so seriously.”

Baguio suddenly lowered his head.

You Ji said lightly: "Biyao, don't think too much, the suzerain will definitely rescue Miss Yinzi."

Baguio was silent for a moment, just kept staring at the towering Qingyun Mountain and murmured to himself: "Sister Yinzi..."

In a secluded mansion in Heyang City, Ghost King and Qinglong walked in slowly, and along the way someone respectfully ushered them in, and walked straight in.

This mansion is naturally the stronghold of the Wandumen in Heyang City, that is, today, the master of the Wandumen, the oldest poison god among the masters of the four major sects of the Demon Cult, came here.

Walking along the way, through the courtyard and into the inner hall, the surroundings are quiet and silent, and there is no one in sight. The place where this high-ranking person lives is unexpectedly deserted.

Soon, the two saw eight men in tan uniforms standing at the door of a seemingly ordinary one-story house in front of them, and the person who led the way also led them towards that house.It seems that the Poison God should be in this house.

When they got closer, the eight men bent down to salute the ghost king together.But the ghost king didn't show any arrogance, he nodded slightly to the crowd, smiled amiably, and walked in with Qinglong.

In the middle of the huge room, there is only a table and a few chairs, besides the table is a recliner chair, on which a poisonous god with white hair like snow is lying with his eyes closed, beside, Qin Wuyan is fiddling with the tea set on the table , The aroma of tea floats quietly from time to time.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a peaceful picture of grandparents and grandchildren resting, where there is no trace of evil!

The Ghost King walked over, the Poison God heard the footsteps, opened his eyes, glanced at the Ghost King, and asked, "Are you here?"

The ghost king said with a smile: "Old senior, it's been a long time since we left the temple, how are you doing?"

Poison God, he seemed to have a wry smile on his face and said at the moment: "I'm old and useless. Compared to this, what about Xiao Yinzi? How could this child be captured by righteous people? If she...she What happened, this...how can this be done?"

The Ghost King was silent: "This was my momentary carelessness..." He sat down on the other side of the table, and said to the Poison God, "Old man, you have a high moral character. We still count on you to preside over this big event!"

Poison God seemed stunned, and immediately shook his head and said, "No, no."

The God of Poison was silent for a while, his face seemed a little desolate, and he said after a long time: "Brother, I am obliged to save Xiao Yinzi, but I am already half-crippled, and I am too useless. This time, our four major sects secretly discussed and besieged Qingyun, naturally I can't fall behind others, otherwise I will be sorry to the Holy Mother of Youming and the two saints of Tiansha Mingwang, and I will also be sorry to the ancestors of the Holy Cult. It's just the position of presiding over the overall situation! Can't sit down at all!"

The Ghost King frowned, shook his head and said, "Old man, you are too generous. I am the least qualified among the four sect masters. How can I take on the responsibility? Let's do this! Wait for the 'Yuyangzi' of the Changshengtang and the 'Hehuan Sect'. Fairy San Miao' is here, let's discuss it together!"

The God of Poison pondered for a while, and said: "That's fine, they should arrive in a few days, we will meet again at that time, this shame and humiliation of the holy religion for a hundred years, this time we must ask Qing Yunmen for it back."

The ghost king smiled, sat here for a while, chatted a few words, and said goodbye to Qinglong.The God of Poison did not force him to stay, and ordered someone to see off the guests.

After leaving the mansion of the Poison God, the Ghost King and Qinglong blended into the crowd in Heyang City.

The Ghost King suddenly sneered and said, "This old monster is indeed getting harder and harder to deal with."

This sentence was inexplicable, but Qinglong seemed to understand what he meant, nodded and said: "That's right, 300 years ago when our Ghost King Sect and the Wandu Sect were fighting to the death, the old monster was the most vicious and impulsive, and he always rushed to the front , even a hundred years ago, the battle with Qingyun was still advocated by him, the head of the Wandu Sect. It seems that he lost a lot of vigor in that fiasco back then."

The Ghost King shook his head, and said: "This is not called killing energy, it's called developing skills. After that battle, the old monster seemed to come to his senses, and his temper changed all of a sudden. Zong, the one who recovers his strength the fastest is the Wandumen. It's just that he refuses to take this seat, but it is very troublesome!"

As he said that, the Ghost King frowned, and said lightly: "Forget it, anyway, we have to wait for those two people to arrive before we can discuss important matters. Let's wait for a few days first! Well, by the way, where is Baguio? see her."

Qinglong said: "I didn't see it either, but Youji has been with her all the time, she won't let her rush to Qingyun to save people rashly, don't worry."

The ghost king shook his head, sighed softly, and said nothing more.

After watching the Ghost King and Qinglong disappear, the Poison God, who had always been calm and even kindly, suddenly yelled loudly: "Damn those hypocrites of Zhengdao!!! They actually took my lovely little Yinzi away! ??!! Are you all right? Is Xiao Yinzi all right? You must be very scared? Will you be abused in this way? First this and then that again! Wooah!! Damn right way!! Let me know Which bastard took the old man's little silver, let's see if the old man doesn't smash him to pieces!!!!"

At this moment, the Poison God doesn't look sick at all?It seems that the actions just now were all to deceive the ghost king and Qinglong.

Although Qin Wuyan was still as quiet as that, his face was much more gloomy than before.

"If I had properly protected Miss Yinzi at that time, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened. Master, it's the disciple's fault."

"Of course you're at fault too! You've been sent there, but you don't even think well of your future wife. You've made me so disappointed!!"

In an instant, Qin Wuyan's face blushed a lot, and he lost his voice: "Wait, wait, master, how could Miss Yinzi be my future...I, how could I be worthy of her!"

"Of course, no one is worthy of my lovely little Yinzi! But the so-called fat water does not flow to outsiders' fields! Compared with this..." Poison God paced back and forth in the middle of the room, his expression suddenly changed, "I will let you The thing that was checked..."

At this moment, suddenly, a strange sound sounded from Qin Wuyan's side, which seemed to be the piercing sound of Xia Chan's chirping in summer.

The Poison God's expression changed, and he turned to look.

Qin Wuyan took out a small yellow box from under the chair, one foot square, and this strange sound came from here.

The God of Poison walked over, stretched out his hand and gently opened the lid, and a "seven-tailed centipede" appeared in front of him.

"Master, what I found on Liubo Mountain..."

Before he could continue, the God of Poison stretched out his hand to stop him from talking.

Poison God carefully looked at the seven-tailed centipede, then took out a small lavender pill from his arms, put it in the box, and then closed the box.Soon, the strange sound coming from the box gradually became quieter, and then disappeared.

After Qin Wuyan carefully put away the box containing the seven-tailed centipede, the God of Poison said indifferently: "The seven-tailed centipede is a rare treasure in the world, especially after being fed with Xiao Yinzi's dark poison, it is even more poisonous. There is only one pair left, they have been together until death, if they are separated, within a hundred miles, there must be a feeling. Xiao Qi is restless these days, it must be because of this."

Qin Wuyan glanced at Poison God, and suddenly said: "So, that person is really on Qingyun Mountain now?"

The Poison God smiled, and said: "That's right, the seven-tailed centipede is a unique species in the world, there is no mistake."

As he spoke, he turned his head and stared slowly into the distance.

"Wuyan, you don't have to participate in this Qingyun battle."

"master?"

Although he felt surprised, but seeing the seriousness on the face of Poison God, he stopped talking.

In the distance, the towering and majestic Qingyun Mountain outside Heyang City pierces into the sky, its might is almost incomparable, surrounded by white clouds, and it has a fairy air.

"It's been 100 years, and in a blink of an eye, it's been another hundred years!" The old man whispered to himself.

Albatron Gate.As an authentic Taoist sect, surrounded by green smoke and covered with emerald green bamboo forests, it is as breathtaking as the Penglai fairy island, full of aura and righteousness.

But such a land of immortals still has its dark land in the deepest part.

In the basement of the main hall of Longshou Peak, a person is currently locked up.

The silver-white hair was still stained with a small amount of blood, the blood stains at the corners of his mouth had dried up, and there were scars of different shades all over his body.At this time, the person was bound with his hands high by a special iron chain, kneeling on the ground, his eyes were bloodshot, but it was not hatred, but deep tiredness and boredom.

And in front of him, Taoist Cangsong was holding a whip in his hand, staring at him with a face of disobedience and anger.

"Hurry up and tell me the truth! What is the purpose of you group of devil cultists in capturing ancient beasts? If you are willing to tell me, maybe I will give you a good time!"

The white-haired woman in front of her sighed helplessly.

"I tell you, don't be so excited when you're old! Your blood pressure will rise! If you die suddenly, wouldn't Yinsang add another crime to me? Yinsang Am I too innocent?"

"To shut up!!"

Another whip, and a deep bloodstain appeared on Yinshi's face.

"I really don't cry when I see the coffin!" Taoist Cangsong said fiercely, and actually poured mana into the whip.

(Ah, can I still save this whip?) Yinshi couldn't help thinking this way.

"Uncle Cangsong!! The master master is looking for you!!"

Suddenly, a person appeared at the door and stopped Taoist Cangsong to say so.

Taoist Cangsong frowned, but finally put down the whip in his hand, turned around and looked at Zeng Shushu who was standing at the door.

"It's Nephew Zeng! Why did you come in?"

After Zeng Shushu bowed to Taoist Cangsong, he replied in an orderly manner: "I'm very sorry, Master Cangsong. I didn't intend to break into your main hall, but because the master in charge seems to be very anxious to find you, Moreover, after coming to the main hall, no other disciples were seen, so the disciple rushed in rashly. Please don't worry about it, uncle."

Taoist Cangsong glanced at Zeng Shushu and then looked away.

"Let's forget about it."

Leaving those words behind, Taoist Cangsong walked out.

Zeng Shushu, who was supposed to be following behind, stopped slowly.After seeing Taoist Cangsong flying in the sky, Zeng Shushu immediately turned around and returned to the dungeon.

Probably thought that the bondage was strong enough, and no one was guarding the dungeon.Therefore, Zeng Shushu could easily re-enter.

He trotted up to Yinshi with a worried expression on his face.

"Silver!! Are you okay? Still alive, right?"

"Well... still alive, but dying too..."

"Stop saying unlucky words here!!! You crow mouth!!!"

"What a crow's mouth!" Yinshi raised his head weakly and complained, "If you were seriously injured by a cow, you wouldn't even be given time to recuperate and just come to a thrilling S/M, see if you can do it. I can’t live! Yinsang said that she was so tough, she was almost moved to tears!!”

Hearing this, Zeng Shushu immediately took out a bottle from his pocket, poured out three small golden pills from it, and sent them to Yinshi's mouth.

"Hurry up and eat it! This is my father's treasured golden elixir, it is very effective in treating serious injuries! Eat it and you will be resurrected in place immediately after dying!!"

Of course, Yinshi didn't refuse, and immediately swallowed it.Then he said uneasy and kindly: "Hey, if your father finds out that your kid stole his precious pills, will he whip you?"

In the end, Zeng Shushu didn't take it seriously and said: "What's the matter? Anyway, I have been beaten by him since I was a child, and I am used to it!"

Yinshi glanced at Zeng Shushu who spoke lightly, then lowered his head.

"Thank you."

"What are you talking about? After all, you were unfortunately arrested because you wanted to save our people." Zeng Shushu said with a sigh.