I cultivate immortals by drawing cards

"Nonsense." Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye and said, "If I become a demon, I will pester you every day."

"Okay, okay, you can pester me now." Han Wenye said and sat there, looking at Ying Rong with a smirk.

"I'm serious." Ying Rong hid away.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked again at this time, it was said that the suzerain of Danzong was fainted by the anger of the young suzerain, and the young suzerain was also knocked unconscious by the things thrown by the suzerain of Danzong, and both grandparents and grandchildren lay down.

"These two are real!" Ying Rong had no choice but to pass and pass.

After Ying Rong passed by, he sent someone to send a message, saying that he had to stay there overnight, otherwise the grandparent and grandson might start fighting again.

Han Wenye said that he knew, and in the early morning of the next day, Han Wenye felt someone gently push the door open.

The familiar aura made him open his eyes, and he saw Ying Rong looking at him with a smile.

"Come here, let's rest for a while, anyway, I can't participate in the competition today." Han Wenye smiled and pulled Ying Rong over.

"I have to go out, otherwise outsiders will say us again." Ying Rong said with a smile.

Han Wenye thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Then you go, I will stay in the room and practice."

"Forget it." Ying Rong turned around and said, "I have someone tell me that I want to practice today, so I won't go out."

Han Wenye laughed when he heard that, and the two of them stayed in the room for most of the day, waiting for the afternoon when Dan Zhihan sent someone to find Ying Rong and two to talk to him.

"What? Just woke up?" Dan Zhihan looked at the two with a smile and said, "You guys are happy."

"What are you talking about?" Ying Rong frowned.

Dan Zhihan's eyes were confused and he said emptyly: "I'm done. My grandfather said that he will go wherever I go in the future, and he will follow me no matter the ends of the earth."

"It will probably be fine after a while." Han Wenye had no choice but to go over to appease Dan Zhihan.

"It won't be okay, my grandfather is going crazy." Dan Zhihan looked at Han Wenye and said, "After this time at the Xiantai Conference, he plans to make me the suzerain of the Dan sect, saying that if I just lose Dan Zong doesn't care, he blows up Dan Zong, anyway, I don't feel sorry for my parents' hard work."

When Han Wenye heard this, he felt a headache.

Dan Zhihan asked Ying Rong if he had found out about Lian Yundan, and Ying Rong shook his head.

"When the time comes, tell him, when he is no longer a demon, go to the Four Immortals to find me." Dan Zhihan stopped talking.

Ying Rong and Han Wenye looked at each other, and only then did they truly feel Dan Zhihan's despair and sadness.

"The suzerain is here." There was a message from a Danzong disciple outside the door.

"Hurry up and get out, don't let my grandfather get entangled, I won't spare you then." Dan Zhihan said, and Ying Rong took Han Wenye out through the window again.

After the two of them went out, they just wandered around without having anything to do.

"Why are you looking for such a secluded place?" Ying Rong followed Han Wenye and sat at the corner of a small forest.

"You'll understand later." Han Wenye began to teach Ying Rong the benefits of secluded places.

"Someone is here." Unfortunately, before it even started, Ying Rong stood up nervously.

"It's still far away." Han Wenye stretched out his hand to pull Ying Rong, but Ying Rong was a novice, walking out nervously and shyly.

Han Wenye chased him with a smile, Ying Rong blushed uncontrollably, but he thought it was ridiculous.

"Hey, sister, go slowly."

When Han Wenye and the two were playing the game of running and chasing, they looked at the male monks in front of them surrounding the two female monks. It wasn't that the female monsters were trying to keep people from leaving.

Of those two banshees, one is pure and lovely, the other is glamorous and beautiful, and somehow they came here.

Han Wenye was about to speak to stop him, but was pulled away by Ying Rong.

After the two of them watched the two banshees being stopped, they said a few words, and then took out some pills and gave them to the male cultivators.

Those male cultivators laughed and wanted to eat.

"Chi Chi!" Ying Rong raised his hand and sent a few spiritual energy towards him, knocking those male cultivators to the ground, and the elixir naturally spilled down.

"You..." The male cultivator stood up and was about to curse, but when he saw Ying Rong and the other two over there, his face turned pale and he saluted again.

"You won't be allowed to do dirty things in the Xiantai Conference, get out!" Ying Rong waved his hand after speaking, and the powerful aura knocked those male practitioners out of the way, spit two mouthfuls of blood, got up and left.

"Thank you benefactor." The two banshees came forward and saluted Ying Rong.

"The two of you are not good people. You are walking towards this remote and uninhabited place for no reason. They have done bad things to you. You have such a high level of cultivation that you just hit them directly, but you want to coax them to eat poison. "Ying Rong's face became cold, and he taught the two banshees a lesson.

"Engong..." The two banshees looked at each other, bowed their heads and stopped talking.

"Go ahead, there are many monks ascending to Xiantai, if the two of you become ill-willed again, I'm afraid you will hurt your fellow clan." Ying Rong waved his hand, and two more spiritual energy struck towards him.

Sure enough, the two banshees were well-cultivated, they dodged lightly, stood over there looking at Ying Rong angrily and said, "Are you two gentlemen? What are you doing hiding in this small forest?" Bah, you look upright, I'm afraid it wasn't in front of your man... ah!"

Before the banshee could finish her sentence, Ying Rong stabbed with her spirit sword, scaring the two banshees away in a hurry.

Standing there, Han Wenye felt both guilty and amused. If he hadn't pulled Yingrong over, he wouldn't have let the dignified Daoist Yingrong suffer such humiliation.

Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye's state, and walked towards the room.

"Hey, I won't go to the grove anymore, I'm sorry." Han Wenye was afraid that he would get angry, so he hurriedly chased him.

"Daoist Ying Rong." Before they reached the other side of the room, people from Xianmeng came to ask Ying Rong again, saying that they wanted him to help strengthen the formation.

Ying Rong nodded and followed.

"I'll go back and wait for you," Han Wenye said.

"No, you will learn formations with me." Ying Rong said expressionlessly and led Han Wenye to the gathering place of the elders of the Xianmeng.

Fortunately, Ying Rong's name was well-known, and the people who attended the Sendai Conference were used to Han Wenye and Han Wenye being inseparable, but they didn't say much to Han Wenye.

After Han Wenye took a look, he realized that it was a large formation protecting and rewarding the magic weapon.

"Come here." Ying Rong called Han Wenye to come over, he pointed to the formation and began to talk, the people next to him nodded repeatedly, but Han Wenye was at a loss.

"You still don't understand?" Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye with confusion, and wanted to talk again.

"No, just get back to your business and talk to me slowly when you get back to the room." Han Wenye felt dizzy when he heard the formation.

Ying Rong had no choice but to stop talking and start debugging.

The formation method is very complicated, and it won't be better for a while, so Han Wenye just sat there and closed his eyes to practice.

Waiting for him to hear a loud voice, he opened his eyes and saw Jian Tian walking over with anger.

"Okay." Ying Rong's side has been adjusted, and after taking a look at Jian Tian, ​​he left with Han Wenye.

"You won't find any faults for him, will you?" Han Wenye knew that Jian Tian and Ying Rong were at odds, and was afraid that Ying Rong would be blackmailed behind his back.

"He doesn't have that ability." Ying Rong said indifferently, and after returning to the room, she said to Han Wenye: "Originally, I could also be the sect master."

"Oh?" Han Wenye looked at Ying Rong in surprise, he didn't expect this to happen.

"But my master said that it would be too exhausting for me to hold two sects and delay my practice, so let me choose one. I chose Jianzong, and Jane took over Zhenzong." Ying Rong looked at it with confidence. Han Wenye said.

"No wonder he hates you so much." Han Wenye said clearly.

"It's up to him whether you hate it or not." Ying Rong stopped talking about Jian Tian, ​​took out the formation disk by himself, and began to explain the formation to Han Wenye.

Han Wenye had no choice but to listen bitterly to Ying Rong explaining the formation to him.

During this period, Ying Rong frowned several times, as if she wanted to say nothing.

"Just say it." Han Wenye felt sorry for him.

"You are indeed inferior in formation." Ying Rong looked at Han Wenye with some pity and said.

Han Wenye nodded and said, "I've learned a lot, so it's better to try it out with my compass."

Ying Rong nodded again, and said, "It's all right, as long as you carry the Ruoshui sword with you, if you get lost, I'll use the sword spirit incarnation to save you."

"Good idea, after all, Daoist Lord loves me." Han Wenye said and walked over.

Ying Rong glanced sideways at Han Wenye, reached out to take Han Wenye's hand and said, "That's natural, I don't love you, who loves you."

Han Wenye looked at the smugness in his eyes, laughed and said, "Then I have to take good care of Daojun."

Seeing that he was going to be serious, Ying Rong hurriedly said, "That's not necessary, I think it's fine as it is now."

"What did you say? The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring. Come here." Han Wenye went to catch Ying Rong again as he said.

Ying Rong smiled and got up to run, the two of them didn't need spiritual power, they just ran and scratched in the room, childish ones are fine.

"Okay, okay." Finally, Ying Rong also felt a little too naive, and stopped.

"It's fine, it's just starting now." Han Wenye looked at his bright eyes, smiled and rushed over.

"Sovereign, it's not good, there's a banshee outside who came to the door with someone." The disciple outside shouted again.

Ying Rong hurriedly pushed Han Wenye away, exchanged glances with Han Wenye, and hurried out the door.

When they arrived at the door, they saw a silver-haired beauty with fox ears standing there, surrounded by many tall and powerful monsters, all holding magic weapons in their hands, looking like they were about to fight.

"The suzerain is here." Ying Rong had just arrived at the door when the disciple shouted.

The monster clan at the door heard the sound and looked over, and saw two men of similar heights and different temperaments coming out. The first one was a man who looked majestic and majestic, probably Taoist Ying Rong.