After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

Yep, exposed.

Yan Zizhi turned his head to glance at the small gray sword.

In the realm of innocence, it still looks crystal clear.

At this moment, with his master's serious injury, it was already gray and foggy.

This spiritual mark will change its color according to the owner's cultivation state and physical condition.

It can be regarded as a kind of benefit after the double cultivation, in which the Taoist couple can be informed of each other's situation at any time.

Regarding this, Yan Zizhi euphemistically said: You can know the life and death of the other party immediately, and then quickly change the Taoist partner.

It's all dimmed to such a ghostly look, it's hard for Lin Jiran to recognize it at a glance, he really deserves to be a person who covets the master.

Originally, Yan Zizhi was going to say something more, to tell Lin Jiran not to be impulsive.

But this spiritual sense mark deeply hurt the hero's heart.

The person in front of him, he dared to insult the master.

That is the master he couldn't ask for!

Ji Yunzhi deserves to die.

He wanted to make this person die extremely painfully.

Yan Zizhi, who was full of desire to survive at the moment: "Wait."

The other party ignored him at all.

The male protagonist has been overwhelmed by hatred.

He had been suppressed for a long time in this Taiwei faction.

Killing the disciples of the same school in the realm of innocence is the beginning of a scourge.

It has been out of control ever since.

The long-lost desire to kill, pushed open the cage door like a wild beast.

It is absolutely impossible for you to let him go back now.

??

Lin Jiran indulged himself, immersing/immersing in this enchanting//love medicine.

He wants to be released, he wants to vent all the frustrations of these years.

He wanted to crush/grind the person in front of him.

In front of him is the blackened male lead who is staring at him.

The Fugui flower on the back is also tightly clasped around his waist//limb.

The slender nails can't wait to insert//into his flesh, to inlay/inlay him.

"This is the most terrifying Gu worm in the Three Realms. If you don't have me tonight, you will be exhausted and die."??

Lin Jiran was about to gnaw hard on the white patch in front of him.

To devour, to bite.

Tear off the water sword mark from his shoulder abruptly.

Even if it's bloody.

His master, only he can get involved.

Lin Jiran crushed a Gu worm in his hand.

This is the strongest mother-child Gu worm among the Three Realms.

Just smelling it from a distance can make people fall into a crazy mood.

Inextricable.

Originally, it was only necessary to let the child Gu enter Yan Zizhi's body, but he controlled the mother Gu in his hands, and could also summon the Gu insects.

But at this moment, he wanted to take revenge on Yan Zizhi.

After seeing the water sword, he almost crazily crushed the mother Gu.

In this way, that piece of Gu will stay in Ji Yunzhi's body forever.

Once Zi Gu enters the opponent's body, it will attack once a month, and there is no way to get rid of it.

He wanted to completely destroy Ji Yunzhi.

The person who was hit by this poisonous poison and the person who had the first attack were paired/after repairing.

Will never be able to live without this person again.

After that, it will happen once a month, if he is not willing to give it to Ji Yunzhi, then Ji Yunzhi will have to beg him like a dog.

Kneeling before him without dignity....

In the end, he will wither and die with this face that captivates all living beings.

It is Lin Jiran's goal to be inseparable from him and to be used by him.

Yan Zizhi didn't push him away, but just stood there frankly.

He understands very well that under such circumstances, the more intense your struggle, the more intense the opponent's counterattack will be.

Man cannot overcome the deepest longing in his heart.

It is also the most primitive desire.

It's just that the corners of his eyes were red, and he sighed once or twice from time to time.

The hot air surged crazily in his body.

Totally out of control.

The streamer umbrella cannot be used, but Yan Zizhi can only try to keep himself awake.

He stabbed the streamer umbrella backhand into his psoas muscle.

At the same time, it passed through the palm of the man holding his waist behind his back.

Let the other person wake up too.

The cold and sharp umbrella tip pierced into the flesh and blood, and there was a vivid pain.

original.

That's how he felt when he stabbed into Lin Yuan's body.

A trace of clarity returned to his body, he suppressed the small voice that was almost revealed in his mouth,

"Have you ever thought of a possibility?"

"After dawn tomorrow, you will find that we may be brothers?"

Lin Jiran: "..."

Little Oriole: […]

"The half-brother kind."

Yan Zizhi added without fear of death.

Silence is the big brother who has been completely blackened tonight.

However, Lin Jiran's crazy character is doomed, he will carry on the madness to the end.

"Oh, even if it's true, it's you who provoked me."

Lin Jiran was already like a trapped animal at this time, with just one touch, the flames all over his body would burst into flames.

No one can extinguish it.

"I have already deceived my master and exterminated my ancestors, and killed my fellow disciples. What if there is one more you?"

The extremely cold but domineering words fell into Yan Zizhi's ears.

Layer upon layer of shadows pressed down.

Yan Zizhi couldn't move.

The whole body is controlled by drugs.

I just feel that everything in front of me is in a trance.

"It's over, the deity's innocence."

If it weren't for this situation, if it wasn't for the fact that he would soon be treated so-so-so by the people in front of him, he really wanted to applaud the author of this script.

The character of the male lead is really well done.

It really is a novel full of villains, can this kind of hero live?

Lin Jiran didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore.

He wanted to tear the person in front of him to pieces, and he wanted to forcefully place all the pain that he suffered from not being honored by his master on him.

Tonight, he wants to fall into the abyss.

The moonlight hangs high, and there are many figures in the chrysanthemum//flower cage.

Little Oriole hid in the storage ring, and couldn't help sticking out half of her head, wanting to observe the story of this wild horse running wild.

[The wife is excited. 】

[Although it is a bit against morality, but I really want to see it. 】

[Ben Tong is just a weak bird, who knows nothing but spoilers. 】

[It must not be possible to stop the development of this plot. 】

After finding a good reason for herself, Xiao Huangxi began to concentrate on observing.

Seeing that it was about to progress to the irreversible part, a water-blue object that looked like a meteor flew out of the sky.

Knocked it out.

Little Oriole: […]

Before fainting, Xiao Huangqi tried to draw the shape of the middle finger with her wings: [I'll go to your sister's shooting star. 】

Yan Zizhi only felt a stream of cool water surround his whole body.

The extremely anxious emotions caused by the drugs were all suppressed at this moment.

who is it? ??

Is it Lin Jiran?Will he let himself go?

It's a pity that his eyes are now completely dark.

Although the five senses are still there, they can only be felt with the ears and body.

A hand without body temperature was cruising along his back waistline all the way to his shoulder.

Although that hand was icy and cold, its movements were extremely gentle.

With a light tug, the last piece of covered clothes fell to the ground.

The bleak autumn wind passed by Yan Zizhi, and he shivered.

Through the touch of his body, he could feel that his body was shaking while lying in the cage, and he didn't know whether it was cold or trembling.

The cage is leaking everywhere.

Nothing to hide.

Nima.

Gan!

As soon as this stimulating feeling came to his head, Yan Zizhi couldn't control his breathing.

The breath that had been calmed down suddenly became disordered.

The surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the breathing of the man behind his nose, he could not hear anything.

No wind, no moon, no insects.

Is it an enchantment?He was separated from that person in an enchantment.

Yan Zizhi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, his body softened.

Although Mozun looks very happy.

Although it's dark outside.

But just hanging above the sky, with another person.......

No matter what, he felt that there were countless pairs of eyes spying on him everywhere.

Like your deep hidden secret, suddenly exposed to everyone.

The ultimate depression and.......

His body is soft, and the other person is not so tight/tight.

Everything seems to be going on gradually.

Everywhere looks like that, just the right fit.

It seems to be natural/natural.

As it should be.

It's just that the movement of the person behind him slowly moved from being warm and moist at the beginning, to suddenly turning into a violent storm in the middle.

It seems to be venting some kind of hatred, and it seems to be expressing some kind of affection.

Deep hatred, dripping love.

Yan Zizhi was forced to bury his face between two cage pillars.

The cold, metallic feel rubbed against his face.

In stark contrast to the fire/heat behind/behind.

There are also the chains that are everywhere on the body, slender, golden, shining under the moonlight.

There was a chain wrapped around his neck at some point.

He was gently strangled by the person behind him.

The feeling of suffocation is accompanied by the surging waves.

Like a fish trapped/on the beach, it seems that it will be lifted into the sky by the waves in the next second, ups and downs.

The man's breathing became a little heavier, and the crisp/itchy feeling flowed down his ears into the eardrum.

It's like a little bug that keeps burrowing in, its claws scratching its heart.

The size of this flower-shaped cage is not particularly large.

There was just enough space between the two opposite corners for him to rest his legs on it.

After lifting the tui, the movements became more wanton.

A thin, broken sound like running water came out of his mouth.

Behind him is the boat that is constantly being beaten by the waves.

Because the stickers are extremely close.

He could clearly feel the muscle lines of the waist behind him.

Clear and powerful.

Who is he?

Yan Zizhi's only thinking was smashed, and he couldn't judge at all.

The nice, clear breath buried between his neck.

Before he could distinguish carefully, the man cut off his sense of smell.

Which bastard is bullying people here, but he dare not show it.

Yan Zizhi cursed secretly, all the anger and unwillingness were taken away once again along with his thoughts.

really...

It's actually pretty good.

Just this guy.

Not allowing him to be distracted and think about other things while playing, this damn possessiveness.

After the gust of wind and rain, it took Yan Zizhi a long time to calm down and open his eyes.

Hey, why is the moon in the sky again outside this day.

He clearly remembered that when Lin Jiran came yesterday, it was almost dawn.

Could something happen all day long? ? ?

Yan Zizhi: "No wonder my whole body hurts like I've been ripped apart."

If it weren't for the golden chains on his hands and feet at the moment, he would almost think that Xiang Jiurong suddenly rushed over last night and strung him into a battle flag.

This damn bad taste.

Yan Zizhi moved his neck, but fortunately he was able to move.

This is the leg. I raised my leg for too long yesterday, and now it is so sore that I can hardly stand up.

Only now did he have the time to think, who was that person last night?

He looked to the left, and the flower of wealth in the world was still sitting in the corner of the cage at the moment, as if nothing had happened.

But a head of jet-black long hair that was supposed to be blowing in the wind was sticking to her neck wetly.

Is this someone pouring a basin of water from the beginning to the end?

And what about the instigator, Lin Jiran, the big brother ran away before finishing his grooming?

Yan Zizhi was very sure that that person could never be Lin Jiran.

Although in the later stage that person was very violent/violent and rampant, as if he wanted to crush/into his body.

But after every movement there is room.

Explain that it is not intended to torture him, nor is it full of unresolved hatred for him.

This is not Lin Jiran's style.

If it wasn't for Lin Jiran, it would be even more impossible for him to be the flower of wealth in the world in front of him.

Yan Zizhi believes that it is impossible for Lin Jiran to give up his easy prey to others.

Especially Jean to his deadly enemy.

Oh no, from Lin Jiran's tone yesterday, he can already judge that he has perfectly replaced the rich flower in the world as his deadly enemy.

Still the kind that wants to be knocked down.

So he could only pull out the little oriole who just wanted to watch the show from the ring.

With two slender fingers pinching Xiao Huangli's neck, he can kill this system with just a little force.

If it wasn't for destroying this system, his magic life would also be over, and he would definitely not show mercy.

What is the use of this system?Even the spoilers are a little delayed than others.

Useless rice balls.

'Wine bag rice egg this egg' flapped its wings tremblingly: 【Don't do it, calm down, I know who it is. 】

Yan Zizhi squinted his eyes: "You watched the whole process again?"

'Wine bag rice egg this egg' has a very strong desire to survive: 【Not really!I was thrown in the storage ring and couldn't get out at all.Thinking about it, I still have a little regret! 】

"I'll give you a chance to survive, and finish the sentence at once."

Yan Zizhi increased his strength in his hands.

The little oriole was stunned angrily, and the feathers from its wings fell all over the ground, before it had the strength to speak: [But I saw it before I fainted, it looks familiar, it looks familiar. 】

[If I guessed correctly, the meteor that knocked me out last night should be Eternal Silence. 】

"Eternal silence?"

Isn't that Linyuan's natal spirit sword?

Isn't Linyuan already trapped in the realm of innocence by him, so he should study hard to understand the way of ruthlessness?

"He broke the ruthless way?"

That was really a joy for all, since Lin Yuan could come out, it meant that he had broken the ruthless way and had already been promoted to a god.

Did his mission of passing through the book come to a perfect end?

Wait a minute.

Yan Zizhi's joyful emotions that had just arisen were severely pinched in the bud by himself.

This is a paradox.

If Linyuan was so ruthless, how could he remember who he was, and rush over to save him?

The point is!The man who was behind him last night.

Could it be Lin Yuan?

Could it be Linyuan again?

Five thunderstorms hit the top.

Yan Zizhi probably already guessed the ending of this story.

That Linyuan Immortal Venerable was not ruthless, and even withdrew and left the realm of innocence.

Found him the culprit.

Yan Zizhi already had a premonition of the one hundred and eight ways of death that he might usher in.

For example, being stabbed to death by the sword of Yongji.

Like being slapped to death by Lin Yuan.

But he had calculated everything and never thought of it.

He was almost/fucked///death by Linyuan last night? ? ?

The Immortal Venerable wanted revenge, why didn't he play his cards according to the routine?

Thinking of the crisp spring rain last night, Yan Zizhi shivered.

Could the Immortal Venerable be blackened too?

Take the sickly and violent script, bit by bit, inch by inch, ready to torture him to death.

Little Yellow Oriole: [I'm not quite sure, it's eternal silence. 】

Yan Zizhi only pinched the hand around its neck, exerting three points of force.

But considering that if Lin Yuan really came out, he would have to rely on this system to provide various spoilers to escape.

The Great Demon Venerable finally let go of his hand.

"Did Lin Jiran say yesterday that there is no way to untie this medicinal Gu unless you practice dual cultivation?"

Yan Zizhi looked at the human wealth flower behind him.

Could it be that Lin Yuan had [-]v[-] by himself last night?

Thinking about it is a little exciting.

Xiao Huangqi cruelly broke his fantasy: [You think too much, this medicine Gu is unique to the Three Realms, and Lin Jiran only has one.Others are just affected by the taste, not as serious as you. 】

Only one was used on him, the hero really hates it so much.

Xiao Huangqi: 【Last night, the male second lost his composure because he smelled the medicine Gu. He doesn't have Chinese medicine Gu. 】

Although this medicinal Gu is unique in the world, if you are affected by its smell, you only need something enough to wake you up, and you can wake up.

Understood, dare to love Linyuan and redeem him alone.

By the way, he also beat the hero back to his hometown.

"How did Linyuan leave Wuwang Realm?" Yan Zizhi was really curious.

Since he hadn't ascended to become a deity, he was stabbed by himself again, and his fuel was exhausted.

How can he leave the realm of innocence?

Little Yellow Oriole: [I don’t know, but I sneaked into our system just now and checked it for you. 】

[The progress in the book shows that he is still in a hopeless situation. 】

[If he leaves the Hopeless Realm, the Hopeless Realm will collapse immediately without the support of the World-Reversing Realm. 】

[The whole Three Realms can know the movement. 】

Oh.

Dare to love him, a majestic demon king, who has been brewed all night with soy sauce.

Don't even know who the other party is.

That might as well be Linyuan!

Throw the table.

【But the one who splashed that rich and honored flower soberly was indeed weak. 】

In the entire Three Realms, only Eternal Silence can carry weak water.

Things seem to be going nowhere.

Little Oriole flapped her wings to appease the Mozun who was about to explode: [Think about it from another angle, doesn't this Gu attack once a month?You'll find out who he is next month. 】

Yan Zizhi: "I thank your whole family."

Before next month, he had to reshape his physical body.

It's such a shame.

The main reason is to do it once a month. Although it's really cool, Yan Zizhi's small body can't bear it.

Yan Zizhi turned his gaze back to Fuguihua in the world.

"You said he was splashed by weak water?"

Xiao Huangqi nodded: [Yes, otherwise how can I wake up? 】

"In the realm of innocence, Lin Yuan once said that a mortal body cannot withstand weak water."

To put it simply, if an ordinary immortal cultivator was poured on his head by the weak water sword transformed into Yongji, he would have been destroyed, and there would be no flesh left.

[Unless there is something on the body of the rich flower in the world. 】

Little Oriole began to speculate solemnly.

Yan Zizhi suddenly slapped his thigh: "I know, there must be a very valuable baby!"

Little Huang Oriole: [Although, can we not be so straightforward, he can hear it. 】

I saw that the rich and noble flower in the world without a city mansion shrank her feet inward, and put her hands behind her back.

Yan Zizhi: "Look, he's hiding!"

The rich and noble flower in the world who was coveted as a treasure had to change the subject, put down his arrogant posture, and lowered his noble head like the person in front of him: "Let's participate in the spiritual meeting together."

The Soul Asking Conference is a conference that is often held in the world of cultivating immortals, and it will be held once in about 20 years.

But this time the meeting of spirits is actually a prelude to the oracle.

Because in the spirit inquiry conference, the elders of the Taiwei Sect will send all the young disciples who participated in the conference to one place.

This realm was studied by the elders themselves and confirmed to be an intermediate realm that was safe and correct.

In order not to have a lesson from the previous transmission error that caused many disciples to die in the realm of innocence, this time the realm is completely created by the heads of the immortal sects themselves, and the weapon spirit they are looking for is closed. went in.

Young disciples who want to go to the oracle stage only need to form a team and apply with the elders to enter this realm.

There are several major difficulties set in the realm, and only the team that overcomes all the difficulties can reach the sword spirit.

??

Of course, such a grand meeting was not only for the oracle platform, but also for the selection of high-quality disciples from various immortal sects.

There is also no shortage of disciples from various sects, secretly competing.

However, most of the disciples choose to form teams by themselves, each taking what they need.

The winning team will be rewarded, and being able to go to the oracle is just another privilege besides the reward.

So every time it would appear, someone in the team wanted to go to the oracle platform to ask questions, and someone just wanted to be favored by the Taiwei faction.

Everyone has a clear division of labor and is very harmonious.

This time is different.

The purpose of the rich and noble flower in the world who invited him to form a team in front of him is exactly the same as that of Yan Zizhi, and he is going to the oracle to ask something.

Yan Zizhi wanted to know how to dig out Linyuan again.

There is nothing wrong with it, it is natural to want to restore the country.

Xiao Huangqi: [I advise you to find other teammates by yourself, I am afraid that the two of you will end up fighting to get on the oracle platform. 】

Yan Zizhi agreed without hesitation.

Little Yellow Oriole: [You are clearly coveting other people's treasures. 】

Yan Zizhi: "Didn't you say that? Team up and get what you need."

"I need his baby, and he needs me to protect him, there's nothing wrong with it."

Little Oriole: Everyone gets what they need, is that what you mean?

Redefined, each takes what it needs.

"As a teammate, I hope you can follow my command when the time comes, and don't be ignorant."

The rich and noble flower in the world is cold, holding a posture.

And Quietly Mimi hid the thing she pinched deep in her cuff.

???

Who is not knowing what is good or bad.

"This time I must beat him."

The rich and noble flowers in the world began to set a flag.

"Him????" He smelled gossip.

Don't you always want to go to the oracle?Isn't it to go to the oracle station in the plot to inquire about the road to restoring the country?

Fuguihua in the world had a serious face: "The people who humiliated us last night."

Wait, last night?

Big brother with a black face?

Here it is necessary to explain: "Last night we were not..."

No matter how powerful his hero is, it's impossible to have two at the same time.

Yan Zizhi's words were interrupted viciously.

"It is a humiliation because there is no one! I estimate that he should have a 90.00% chance of completing this thing last night!"

???

The style of painting is gradually getting a bit wrong.

What is this rich flower looking forward to?

Yan Zizhi felt that the rich flower in front of him suddenly turned into a resentful woman, and began to cry and complain about the irresponsible behavior of the other party who teased him.

"Is this one of the few emotional lines in the script?" He turned to look at the system.

Xiao Huangqi flapped her wings in embarrassment: [No more, no more, just a little bit, love each other and kill each other, readers like to read it. 】

Yan Zizhi suddenly understood.

Why is Fuguihua also locked in this chrysanthemum//flower cage?

The meaning is profound.

Fuguihua lamented the humiliation and injustice in the world, and turned her head to look at Yan Zizhi: "Then now comes the question, how can we participate in this spiritual meeting."

Both hands and feet are bound with chains, and people who are locked in a cage want to participate in the conference, which is tantamount to a dream.

???

Didn't you invite me to attend?

Didn't you say we formed a team?

You can't even take us there yourself.

At this moment, countless golden chrysanthemums flew over the sky.

Light fluorescent light, accompanied by Yuehua, fell around the two of them.

Those little chrysanthemums are all formed by the condensation of spiritual power.

As soon as they touched the chains on both of their hands, they blended in.

The chains snapped open and disappeared without a trace.

This flying flower for thousands of miles is the master of the Taiwei School.

At the same time, the petals of the entire huge chrysanthemum//flower cage gradually spread outward, forming the appearance of a blooming chrysanthemum//flower.

After the cage was opened, the two unwilling Taiwei disciples put on a straight face: "Master, please go to the guest room to rest. Two days later, there will be an oracle platform to ask spirits."

Yan Zizhi:?

Is there such a good thing?

No violation of the words: This must be because he is afraid of my identity, and dare not lock me up anymore.

So "The Wealthy Flowers in the World" is not polite, put on a full posture, put their hands behind their backs and walked away like an emperor.

The room Taiwei assigned to Yan Zizhi looked pretty good.

It is located near the back mountain of Chrysanthemum Terrace.

Pushing open the window, in addition to seeing the melting moonlight, you can also see the chrysanthemum//flower cage hanging in the sky.

There is a different kind of scenic beauty.

Especially when he thought about that night.

I don't know if there are others around here admiring the spring in the cage that night.

Just thinking about it, Yan Zizhi felt that the air around him was inexplicably hot.

He stepped into the room with bare ankles, only to find himself on the soft carpet.

It's just an ordinary guest room, but it's so expensive that it needs to be paved?

"This spiritual weaving carpet is priceless, and it must be woven with spiritual power. Stepping on it is not only like stepping on clouds, but also improves your cultivation. But Taiwei Sect has never laid this kind of spiritual weaving carpet for a room."

"Could it be that he felt indebted to me last night, that's why he was so attentive to me?"

The rich and noble flowers in this world have already stepped in on their own, and they still don't forget to make up their minds.

Yan Zizhi: ...

Little Oriole: ...

Yan Zizhi walked a few steps in the room with bare feet, and felt that the woven spirit blanket was very soft.

Unexpectedly, the Taiwei faction is so rich and mighty, even the guest room can be paved with luxurious things, it is worthy of being the number one faction in the world of cultivating immortals.

It seems that when he is about to leave, he will have to make a good fortune in order to build a not-so-poor Demon Realm.

There is only one bed in the room.

However, both of them are people with sufficient cultivation bases, so they don't need to rest at all, they just need to meditate and close their eyes to rest their minds.

So there is no such thing as a bed war.

After nightfall, wait until the words are not violated and start to enter into a complete meditation.

Yan Zizhi quietly turned over from the opened window.

In less than a month, he has already practiced Ji Yunzhi's unfounded body with his own kung fu. Not to mention that he has already surpassed Lin Jiran, at least he is on par with him.

Coupled with his Sea Consciousness cultivation in the God Transformation stage.

Spells like shrinking the ground to an inch are already at your fingertips.

So in less than three breaths, he has already swept the entire Taiwei Sect with the Sea of ​​Consciousness.

The Taiwei Sect has 370 peaks in total, spanning thousands of miles across the land, with continuous aura, let alone the largest sect of cultivation.

It occupies such a large area, which is also rare in the world.

Among the 370 mountain peaks, only one has no enchantment.

Very strange.

It stands to reason that a super big faction must be coveted by many outsiders, so different barriers will be set up on each mountain to prevent others from accidentally breaking in.

How is it that this mountain is so independent and unguarded at all?

Yan Zizhi decided to take a look.

That mountain is located next to the main mountain of the Taiwei Sect, and it seems to be in a detached position.

There must be many babies.

'Yan Xiaogreedy' shrunk to an inch and came to the top of the mountain.

It can be seen that this mountain is inaccessible, because the bluestone slab in front of the entrance gate is overgrown with moss.

But at this moment, several young disciples were standing at the gate of the mountain with things in their hands.

"Disciples of Ling Yunfeng are ordered to deliver medicine, please let the Dharma protector pass."

Yan Zizhi tilted his head to look, the front of the mountain gate was empty, where did the guardian come from?

The leading disciple didn't give up, cleared his throat again, and shouted, "Please let the Dharma protector pass."

After a long time, there was still no movement.

No matter how determined the disciple was, he could only give up his mind and put the thing in his hand under the stone pier next to the mountain gate, and waved his hand to let the other little disciples follow and leave.

"The protector of Bishan has a really strange temper. In the morning, he let us in to weave spiritual blankets. Why didn't he let us in at night?"??

"It's very kind of you to be able to enter in the morning. You came late, and you may not know the temper of this Dharma protector. It's very strange. For more than 300 years, few Taiwei disciples have been able to enter Bishan. We are very lucky today. You can blow a pot when you go back."

"Can no one else enter Bishan? Is this Bishan?"

"The person who sent you didn't tell you that this is the mountain of Linyuan Immortal."

Linyuan? ? ?

Yan Zizhi didn't realize it a little bit.

How come you ran into this guy's territory by mistake?

"Didn't the Immortal Venerable say that he is not in the mountain at this moment? Why did the head let us send these things in?"

"How can we control their powerful affairs?"

Several young disciples were ready to go down the mountain while chatting and laughing.

Unexpectedly, a furry thing suddenly protruded from the mountain gate.

Unprepared, he slapped those young disciples' ass/ass hard.

Like the autumn wind sweeping away the fallen leaves, he swept those disciples down from the top of the mountain at once.

If it weren't for those few disciples who had already built their foundations and could fly with swords, they would have been smashed to pieces at this moment.

And the owner of that claw "meowed" under the melting moonlight.

The thing that was put on the tray at the entrance of the mountain by the little disciples just now was sucked into the hall by a spell.

Presumably the owner of this claw is the protector they are talking about.

No wonder Bishan is the only one that doesn't need a barrier.

Just based on the cat's paw just now, Yan Zizhi can judge that the cat's cultivation is extraordinary.

It's just that Lin Yuan keeps a cat at home?

It doesn't fit his ascetic temperament.

Yan Zizhi thought for a while, but still couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart, he wanted to see what the place where Linyuan lived was like.

As for the cat...

He turned into a ray of light and crossed the mountain gate, holding the small dried fish he took out from the storage ring in his hand.

This small dried fish is very fragrant and sweet, and it is also from Xiang Jiurong.

The moment he stepped into the hall with both feet, the cat suddenly raised its head.

This is an extremely large orange cat.

It's about the size of a small quail's mount.

It is definitely not comparable to the size of an ordinary spirit beast.

Yan Zizhi was standing in front of the orange cat at this moment, and his whole body was only as tall as the cat's leg.

Yan Zizhi:? ? ?

Are you afraid it's not a normal cat?

Where did Lin Yuan find this monster?

What's even more strange is that when he shot the cat with Shi Hai, he found that the cat was really just a cat!

Literally, a cat.

Not spirit beasts.

It should be said that it is not the kind of spirit beast that the immortal cultivators would choose.

In general, the world of cultivating immortals chooses spirit beasts to show their abilities.

So it was either an ancient divine beast, a basalt phoenix or something like that, or it was a very rare monster that was cultivated by itself.

As long as spirit beasts are called spirits, they can naturally practice spells with people.

But the sea of ​​consciousness of the fat orange cat in front of him is empty.

At first glance, he is a little guy with an unopened mind.

Can't even speak human words at all.

The orange cat's huge size is not because it is a rare animal, but because it swallowed too many panacea and forcibly made itself so big.

It can be understood as a gluttonous orange cat who accidentally stuffed himself up, and the stuff got bigger and bigger.

The giant claws that just appeared outside the mountain gate are not because the cat can change spells, but because its claws are so fat.

???

What does Linyuan raise this thing for?

The spell will not be returned to the thief at all.

A little sad.

But on second thought, it's good to be greedy.

If you are greedy, you can bribe him to get in.

Yan Zizhi unceremoniously took out the dried fish in his pocket, shook it back and forth in front of Fat Ju, and threw it high.

It's like fishing.

Fat Orange:? ? ? ?

Fat Tachibana Benpang stared at this small dried fish that was only as big as its fingernail.

Stupid mortals, what about cheating ghosts?

A cold snort swirled from the tip of Fat Orange's nose.

The deity of Miaomiao was just about to slap the opponent with a paw coldly and mercilessly.

Suddenly, he smelled a scent belonging to the owner.

Fat Orange:! ! !

He smells like a master!

Could it be that he is this, that, and that that the master said? ? ?

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