After the villain's cultivation base is lost

Xiezhizong is located in the deep mountains and deep lakes.

Backed by continuous snow-capped mountains, the three sides are surrounded by endless swamp water. The lingering poisonous mist and miasma seem to be calm, but in fact there are countless turbulent and converging rivers under the thin layer of water.

Fierce hooked snakes and Wuzhiqi spread all over the surrounding area. The Xiezhi sect has been established for hundreds of years, and all criminals who escaped from Daizu will be buried in the belly of fierce beasts.

——Except for Xi Jue six years ago.

Sheng Jiao wore a black robe with a Xiezhi pattern, and stepped on the water without expression into the Xiezhi sect where the rain was torrential.

Zhizheng had been waiting for a long time, seeing Sheng Jiao was like seeing a savior, and he said concisely: "I have seen the suzerain! Shen Tian's amnesty has been opened for no reason, and ghosts and ghosts have entered the world from the illusion, you..."

As Zhi was speaking, he was taken aback when he saw his empty hands.

What about the Tianyan Pearl that the suzerain never leaves?

Sheng Jiao strode forward: "Is someone going in?"

Zhizheng came back to his senses, and hurriedly said: "No, no one dares to approach the place where Shen Tianshe sealed it."

Sheng Jiao didn't respond anymore.

The body guard blocked the pouring rain, and his tall figure was like a sharp knife out of its sheath, splitting the rain curtain and striding into Shen Tianshe's seal.

When Sheng Jiao sealed the unreasonable Shen Tianshe's illusion, he placed a stone sculpture of a Xiechi mythical beast in the eye of the array, standing there all year round to frighten the illusion.

At this time, the stone sculpture of the Xiezhi beast that had given birth to spiritual consciousness has been forcibly smashed, and the broken stones are everywhere.

He vaguely heard the stone sculpture's spiritual consciousness whimpering in the rain.

Seeing Sheng Jiao finally come over, the aggrieved cries became louder.

The formation eye has been destroyed, one hundred and eight boulders have been shaken to the side, and a dark gap is opened in the void beside the broken stone sculpture, twisting slightly as if swallowing everything around it.

—look, like a strange, unforgiving eye.

Ghosts with resentment wandered in the heavy rain, fighting with the monks of the Xiezhi sect.

The entire Xiezhi sect was in chaos, screaming and wailing everywhere.

When Shen Tianshe's illusion still existed, Xiezhizong would always put some heinous criminals into the illusion, and let Xiezhizong Zhizheng, who came to practice, kill them with his own hands.

This time Shen Tianshe was forcibly opened, and the tragic ghost rushed out immediately.

There is too much resentment in the illusion, and some ghosts have even cultivated their bodies and entered the ghost realm.

They were still doing evil around arrogantly, but when they saw Sheng Jiaolai, they were as frightened as a mouse seeing a cat, and fled around in terror, screaming incessantly.

But soon, a leading ghost cultivator pretended to be calm, and suddenly said: "Wait, stop jumping up! The little ghost surnamed Sheng didn't bring the Tianyan Pearl!"

The ghosts were stunned.

What they are most afraid of is Shengjiao's "Keeping the Way of Heaven" Tianyan Pearl. When a thunderbolt strikes, even a ghost cultivator with great powers will lose his soul and never enter reincarnation.

Seeing that there was nothing on Sheng Jiao's wrist, Li Gui looked at each other, and suddenly laughed out loud at the same time.

"Okay, this son is too arrogant, dare to come here to apply for Tianyan's amnesty without bringing the Tianyan Pearl?"

"This time it will kill him!"

"I'd like to see if this future immortal with a spirit-level pattern will be like us after he dies... ah!"

Sheng Jiao didn't even look at it, and waved his hand blankly.

Dong Rongjian instantly transformed into a man dressed in black, his figure was like a thunderbolt cutting through the torrential rain, and charged straight at the arrogant and laughing ghost.

Lei Guang was reckless, and with just one strike, he would kill the most vicious ghost on the spot.

The sword intent exploded in You Hun's body, and with a strange smile on his face, it shattered into powder, washed to the ground by the heavy rain, and melted into the dirty soil.

In an instant, all the ghosts became hanged ghosts one after another, their eyes almost popping out in fright.

They have been imprisoned in Shen Tianshe for a long time, and their brains are probably not very good. They only remember that the Tianyan Pearl can chop them, but they forgot that the one who controls the Tianyan Pearl...is Sheng Jiao.

Finally, a thunderstorm pierced the sky in the torrential rain, making a loud rumbling noise.

The ghosts hissed and screamed in fright, and fled around like birds and beasts, without the arrogance they had just now.

Dong Rongjian charged forward and killed.

Sheng Jiao didn't even open his eyes to take a look, spiritual power overflowed from the palm of his hand, and instantly put together the scattered Xiezhi stone carvings and restored them to their original shape.

The Xiezhi stone sculpture ran over happily, its stone hooves made a clacking sound as it ran, and it cried and bumped into Sheng Jiao's leg, sobbing and feeling extremely wronged.

Sheng Jiao looked at that mysterious eye coldly, and was about to step forward to seal Shen Tianshe again.

Suddenly, a Xiezhi Zongzhi ran over in a panic: "Sect Master! Someone just entered Shen Tianshe!"

Sheng Jiao frowned.

"who?"

"It's not a member of the Xiezhi clan!" Zhizheng, covered in rainwater, murmured, "...it's a prisoner who was just arrested today."

Sheng Jiao was expressionless, raising his hand to seal Shen Tianshe with spiritual power.

The illusion was sealed by Sheng Jiao for six years. Seeing the fierce ghost rushing out so arrogantly, Shen Tianshe, who was originally convicted, might have changed his appearance at this time, as if it were a cave of resentment.

Those who can enter the Xiezhi sect must have committed a serious crime, and Sheng Jiao will not let Shen Tianxi continue to drive because of a dying person, which will lead to a catastrophe in the future.

"Sovereign!" Zhizheng had no choice but to bite the bullet and stop again, "Zhizheng, who escorted the prisoner, said that this person is related to the massacre of the Xi family."

Rumbling--

The thunder from the sky pierced through the pitch black sky, and the white thunder light illuminated Sheng Jiao's icy face for a moment, and then it quickly went dark.

Sheng Jiao never said anything different, and everyone in the Xiezhi sect knew his nature.

I thought these words were useless, but Sheng Jiao's spiritual power stopped abruptly.

Zhizheng was dumbfounded.

Xie Zhizong's dark clouds covered the sun, and his resentment was so high that the day had turned into night.

In the pitch darkness, no one saw that his hand hanging aside suddenly curled up, the protective restraint disappeared instantly, and the heavy rain fell on him with a crackling patter.

Only Sheng Jiao's voice was heard coldly.

"Who is it?"

The voice of Zhizheng seemed to be dissipated in the rainstorm.

"Ying Zhizheng said, his surname is Xi."

"It's another...surviving person from the tragedy that year."

Sheng Jiao's pupils shrank sharply.

***

Sheng family.

Xi Jianglan pointed with his hand and said, "Get up."

Tian Yanzhu, who had trapped Qu Xiangren, hesitated for a moment, and obediently turned into a string of beads again.

It subconsciously wrapped itself around Xi Jianglan's wrist, but Xi Jianglan shook his hand in disgust, signaling it to roll.

Tian Yanzhu had no choice but to float back to the bed in the inner room, and stayed there with the discarded Yingluo button earrings.

Without the support of Tian Yanzhu, Qu Xiangren fell to the ground in embarrassment, he had no strength left, he was panting hard, and it seemed that he was about to die.

"Don't die." The golden color in Xi Jianglan's eyes flashed away, and he said lazily, "How many punishments did you use on me back then, and I have to pay them back one by one. How can I pay you back when you die? "

Qu Xiangren's dilated pupils couldn't hide his panic.

Suddenly, someone next to him said, "Let me help senior brother."

Xi Jianglan didn't hear it until he realized someone was behind him and turned his head abruptly.

Ying Zhuo did not know when he came, dressed in a bright red robe intertwined with cobwebs and poppies, squatting on one knee beside Xi Jianglan, his eyes were full of deep love that could not be concealed.

Xi Jianglan was stunned: "Qiaoer?"

"Senior brother!" It seemed that calling his own name was a kind of gift to Zhuo, his eyes lit up, and he said happily, "I finally waited until..."

There was a crisp sound of "pop".

Xi Jianglan suddenly slapped Ying Zhuo across the face.

Ying Zhuo's face was turned to one side after being beaten, and the tip of his tongue touched the painful cheek, still smiling unabated: "Senior brother, don't be angry, Qiaoer knows his mistake."

In Eqi Dao, Xi Jianglan didn't spare half a hand, but Ying Zhuo, who was almost killed, didn't mind at all, and wanted to hold Xi Jianglan's hand for fear that his hand would hurt.

"Little bastard." Xi Jianglan seemed to confirm something after whipping him, pinched Ying Zhuo's chin, and said with a half-smile, "Don't send me away with another puppet, do it yourself."

"I don't dare, senior brother will kill me." Ying Zhuo stared straight at Xi Jianglan's face with his delicate jade eyes, and said the words of confession still calmly, "When senior brother calms down, I will come over and beat me up." Ren scold."

Xi Jianglan glanced at him, flicked his sleeves and walked towards the inner room.

Ying Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief, touched his slapped face lightly, and took a long time to let go, inexplicably happy to help Xi Jianglan deal with the mess.

After a while, Ying Zhuo walked into the inner room holding a wooden figure the size of a palm: "Senior brother..."

As soon as he got closer, the voice stopped abruptly.

Xi Jianglan was sitting on a messy couch, wearing only a black middle coat, which was half untied, his black hair was randomly piled up on his left shoulder, and the clothes on his right shoulder were pulled down slightly.

He rubbed the bright red mole on his back absently, wondering what he was thinking.

Ying Zhuo frowned severely.

Tianyan beads, cinnamon, beds, robes, and even underwear...

Xi Jianglan's body was full of traces and aura of scorching.

Xi Jianglan had already put the Yingluo earrings back on, and when he heard footsteps, he waved to Ying Zhuo: "Come."

Ying Zhuo hurriedly walked over and handed the wooden figure to him.

Xi Jianglan threw the wooden figure beside Tianyanzhu, brushed his hair to show Ying Zhuo the red mole on his right shoulder, and asked casually, "Do you know what the tattoo seal of Xiezhizong looks like?"

Ying Zhuo's face changed drastically: "Xie Zhizong branded his senior brother with a tattoo?!"

"Stop rambling." Xi Jianglan said, "Show me what this mole is."

Ying Zhuo was stunned, so he had to obediently frown to look at the red mole, his gaze accidentally fell on the unhealed scar on the back of his neck, and he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

He recognized it for a while, and then said: "This is not a tattoo."

For no reason, Xi Jianglan had a gentle look of joy on his brows: "It's not a tattoo..."

Ying Zhuo has always felt that Xi Jianglan's emotions seem to hide countless realistic painted skins, and he can disguise himself flawlessly at any time. He has never seen Xi Jianglan so happy.

The joy on that beautiful face made Ying Zhuo's heart ache.

Jealousy almost overwhelmed him.

Xi Jianglan didn't even look at him, he just picked up the Tianyan pearl string and approached it casually on his back shoulder.

In an instant, the red mole was about to move, as if it was about to break through the body, and then a faint blue thunder pattern that came from the same source as the pattern of the Tianyan Pearl slowly came up from the depths of the bone marrow meridian.

Soon, Lei Wen and Hong Mole fainted, forming a flamboyant "Zhao" word little by little.

Ying Zhuo's pupils shrank, and the hand hanging aside was almost broken by himself.

Sheng Wuzhuo!

How dare he leave his mark on Xi Jianglan? !

Xi Jianglan skillfully felt a wave of heat spreading over the meridians all over his body, but he had always rejected this "tattoo seal" before, and never thought about where the dryness came from.

Now that the repulsion and disgust in his heart had faded, Xi Jianglan realized that the heat that seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt actually contained a trace of heavenly spiritual power, spreading all over his scarred meridians in an attempt to heal the injury.

But there are too few Tian Yan in a bead, and the heat torture is so slight that it is impossible to detect it without careful inspection.

Xi Jianglan's forehead was covered with sweat, he raised his hand and threw the Tianyan Pearl aside.

The Tianyan pattern of the word "Zhao" turns into a red mole, which is slowly hidden in the meridians.

Ying Zhuo stared at the hidden word "Zhao", maddened with jealousy, wishing to destroy Sheng Jiao's flesh and blood, and burn his bones to ashes.

Xi Jianglan pulled the messy robe over his shoulders, thinking absently: What did Sheng Jiao mean when he fused this bead into his meridian?

Ying Zhuo's wooden hands were almost crushed by him, and he forced a smile and said: "Senior brother, the Sheng family is a place of right and wrong, it's not suitable to stay for a long time, you should follow me back home."

Sitting cross-legged on the couch, Xi Jianglan randomly broke off the limbs and feet of the wooden man in his hand, turning a deaf ear to these words.

But he seemed to think of something, tilted his head and said, "How did you know about Xiezhi Zong's tattoo seal?"

Ying Zhuo saw that he finally turned his attention to himself, and sternly hid his eyes, and said softly: "The Ying family has arranged eyeliner in the Xiezhi sect, so I naturally know."

Xi Jianglan thought for a while, then suddenly said: "This time Shen Tian's amnesty, is it you who deliberately distracted Sheng Jiao?"

Ying Zhuo didn't hide anything, and said obediently: "Yes."

"Very smart." Xi Jianglan said indifferently, "but I advise you to leave first. Sheng Jiao will be able to solve the matter of Shen Tianshe's seal in less than half a day. If you come back and find out that you are obstructing it, I'm afraid it will make you feel ashamed." You hang up and smoke."

Ying Zhuo said softly: "Don't worry, brother, he won't come back."

Xi Jianglan laughed loudly: "You said the same thing last time, but in the end, he even broke through your Nuclear Boat City."

Ying Zhuo also laughed, and after a while suddenly said softly: "Brother probably didn't know that when the Xi family was slaughtered, there was only one other person alive besides you."

Xi Jianglan was taken aback, not understanding why he talked about Xi's family from Sheng Jiao.

"Who?"

"Xi Minghuai, your cousin."

Xi Jianglan frowned slightly: "Xi Minghuai?"

"I found him in the southern border a few days ago."

Ying Zhuo knelt on one knee by the side of the bed, his wooden hands that had been stretched out of cracks weakly pressed on Xi Jianglan's knee - he didn't dare to support it anymore, for fear that Xi Jianglan would beat him.

"But regarding the massacre of the Xi family back then, he seems to have been silenced, no matter how much he asks, he refuses to reveal a single word."

Xi Jianglan pursed his lips, silently clenched his hands hanging aside, and said coldly, "What about others?"

Ying Zhuo smiled, asking for credit like a child: "I put Xi Minghuai in Shen Tian's amnesty, if Sheng Jiao wants to find Xi Minghuai, he must enter Shen Tian's amnesty who had a narrow escape."

Xi Jianglan looked at him.

Ying Zhuo said with a smile: "Shen Tianshe has no spiritual power to maintain order, and ghosts and ghosts are everywhere. It is not what it used to be. Even if Sheng Jiao has the ability to reach the sky, it will be compromised here, not to mention..."

He looked at Tian Yanzhu beside the pillow, and smiled with his lips curled up.

... What's more, Sheng Jiao didn't wear the Tianyan Pearl, so he lacked the greatest help.

Xi Jianglan was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled, he bent down and patted Ying Zhuo's face lightly, and said softly: "That's right, it's better than last time."

Ying Zhuo's cheeks flushed slightly after being patted by him, and he stared straight at his face.

Xi Jianglan was in a happy mood, with his chin propped up and a gentle smile on his brows, as if he wanted to beat the gongs and drums to celebrate the final death of his nemesis.

"It deserves it." He thought leisurely, "Who made him so stupid that he dared to go in and apply for Tianyan without the Tianyanzhu? He died there at his own fault, and he has no one else to blame."

"But you don't have to worry, brother." Ying Zhuo rubbed his face, and added in a low voice, "Xi Minghuai has been hiding in the southern region for many years, and there must be someone to help him. I found out that he seems to have a lover, and I think he knows something."

Xi Jianglan said with great interest: "Good friend?"

"Yes." Ying Zhuo finally dared to put his hand on the back of Xi Jianglan's, and said softly, "I will first be a puppet exactly like my senior brother to lure away the Zhongzhou family, and then I will accompany you to the southern border to find other clues."

As soon as the words were finished, Xi Jianglan, who had been careless all this time, couldn't bear it any longer. With a gloomy face, he kicked Ying Zhuo hard on the kneeling shoulder, kicking his unprepared tall figure staggering back and sitting down.

Ying Zhuo was taken aback.

Xi Jianglan seemed to have finally torn off the disguise, Ying Zhuo's face was full of fury that Ying Zhuo had never seen before, and a cold red light appeared in his beautiful eyes, and he sternly reprimanded.

"Idiot! I wanted him to die, but I didn't want him to die in Shen Tian's amnesty!"