Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Ziyun Dao City is still under martial law throughout the city.

The sword pavilion had long been empty, and all the sword marks on the wall had been erased. Dozens of Ziyun Dao disciples checked for a long time and found nothing.

Three feet of ground had been dug underground long ago, but no one was found.

The black snake Yin Wushe quietly looked at the window, and continued to meditate in the inn room.

How did he make it like this?

He swore that he was furious when he found out that the rat in his pocket had been stolen by a snake, and then rushed out to kill the Hydra, but when he entered the city and was blown by the cold wind, he calmed down and knew who he is now. It was not the opponent of the other party, so he was ready to go back and swallow this dumb loss. Anyway, it will be long.

However, just like that, Kun-Lai and Ziyun Dao actually went to war!

As soon as the big formation opens, no one can go out unless the cultivator of Ziyun Dao!

After thinking about his identity, whether it was Kun-Lai Snake or the consequences of Da Xuan Snake being caught by Ziyun Dao, they felt that it was difficult to escape the fate of smashing the skin into the pot.

After weighing it, the black snake decisively went to find the Hydra who contacted Kun-Lai’s internal traitor.

As the son of the Dragon Snake Demon Saint, this Hydra is also a well-known second generation in Yuntianyu. He prefers the prosperity of Ziyun Taoist City, so Ziyun Tao has a name, and Ziyun Taoist people will not come to search him. local.

Hai Chaoxu welcomes this black snake very much, although he didn't take a mouse to do it this time, but it was enough to take him with him...Just keep him aside.

The Black Snake also learned the cause of the battle from Hai Chaoxu's mouth.

"You said Yanhui. I heard someone sent him a letter. The letter was written by his grandson Yanling. He is quite sure that it is not fake." Hai Chaoxu said lazily while rubbing his tail with him. "That Yanling seems to be his most favored grandson, with a strong talent. He suddenly disappeared in Zhongzhou a few years ago and has not been found anywhere. Because of Ziyun Dao’s internal struggle, his family had to retreat to the outer domain, which is tantamount to being exiled. Yan Huizheng felt angry, so he received a letter stating that his grandson Yan Ling was caught by the devil, An Xian, and tortured every day, asking him for help."

"So he went straight to the door?"

"Yeah, An Xian insisted that he didn't catch his grandson, and the two monkeys started fighting." Hai Chaoxu stretched out another snake's head and wandered up. He was caught by the black snake Yin Wushe with one hand and punched out his tongue.

"Then are you watching them fight?" The Black Snake asked strangely. This Hydra has been eating and drinking for a long time in Ziyun Dao City, don't you have any idea of ​​helping?

"Isn't the monster like this?" Hai Hydra disapproved, "The monkey is fighting for the king, should the snake help a monkey fight? It's no good."

The Black Snake thought it made sense, but it turned out that he hadn't converted his mind.

But just after thinking about it this way, someone came to ask Hai Hydra to go to the Daomen and say that there was something to discuss.

It seems that it must be good, so Hai Chaoxu rubbed the black snake with his tail, stretched out nine letters and licked his neck: "Little fairy~ wait for me to come back."

Then it left like the wind.

The black snake was so angry that his face was licked, and he scolded an idiot in his heart, and then thought to himself that this matter was over, he should not come out again.

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On the Feilai Peak, Ji Yunlai took off his outer robe, tried the clothes under Feng Qingxiu's almost burning face, and found that it fits well.

What to do, Ji Yun came to find that he liked Xiaoqing's unsteady and angry look.

Such a young boy is lively, he usually looks serious and calm, without the vitality of a young boy.

Obviously, when he hadn't become his disciple back then, Xiao Qing was very lively and lovely.

"You said, if I wear it out, will I frighten those junior nephews and junior disciples?" Ji Yunlai added a fire leisurely and poured a barrel of oil.

Feng Qingxiu only felt that the strings in his head collapsed!

With a fierce expression on his face, he thumped the master's wall onto the bluestone, and stretched out his hand to tear off his clothes.

The skill and familiarity of the movements made Ji Yunlai feel a little dazed, and he forgot to resist.

Feng Qingxiu finally calmed down. After realizing what she had done, she looked at her clothes in her arms a little vaguely, and then at the master who was leaning on the blue stone with a smile but a smile. He was dressed in a white shirt, showing a perfect neck and A delicate collarbone, not a bit embarrassed, but like a big cat looking at its prey, and his eyes are full of jokes.

He lowered his head calmly, stretched out his hand to pick out the borders with different meanings with the speed of invisible sword energy, and then woven two patterns with thin threads to make up the marks left by the borders, and then shook his robe. Put on the master again.

Now even Ji Yunlai must admire his calmness and courage.

Xiaoqing, do you know what you are doing?

Then Feng Qingxiu said faintly: "The wind is strong on the mountain, Master rest early!"

Turned around and left.

It's just that although he tried to stay calm, his steps were a bit erratic in every way.

Then he walked into the room and added hundreds of sealing charms to the room in one breath, so that Ji Yun couldn't get in for a while...

Because those magic amulets are the highest masterpieces that I have given Xiaoqing, is this considered as a cocoon?

And Xiaoqing, do you know how wasteful your behavior is?

Ji Yunlai, who was shut outside, restrained her desire to knock on the door, feeling that today's mountain style was desolate.

You can only wear the clothes sent by Xiaoqing. Fortunately, it's just an ordinary divine mind, and it doesn't matter whether you wear it or not.

Otherwise, Xiao Qing's offense just now could easily cause his body protector's aura to counterattack.

In addition, was it dazzling just now, how come watching the shadow floating around behind the apprentice, it was almost flying?

There is nothing wrong with his shadow, right?

There was a slight worry in his heart, but Ji Yunlai had always assured Xiaoqing, so he quickly let go of his mind, and his eyes fell into the big formation of Ziyun Dao City.

Although the magic circle that had been run by Ziyun Dao for thousands of years was huge and exquisite, even human immortals could resist for a while, but in his eyes, there was no secret at all.

Layer by layer, every pattern, every connection, every function is quickly analyzed in his eyes, split into countless planes and elevations, and even how to untie, redo, and improve are all observing. There are new ideas when parsing.

His spiritual thoughts gradually penetrated the magic circle and intruded silently.

No difficulty.

Soon, he followed the special aura fluctuations of Kun-Lai Mind Method, and found those disciples who were lost in the city.

The time is too short, and they are not without being arrested.

A sword repairman took the lead. They hid in a big ruined temple in the city, dressed in shabby clothes and blue and yellow, and fell asleep with many hard workers, without the spirit of a comprehension disciple.

The headed sword slender had an ordinary face and was very young. He also adjusted the sleeping movements of a disciple next to him. He whispered and said in a low voice: "Driving hard work and sleeping in cold weather. Don't sleep so sloppyly, not many civilians here have beds that can stretch their bodies to sleep."

"That's right, it's the eldest young master at first glance." The fellow practitioner with Jianfeng next to him whispered and said with a low laugh.

"Nonsense, before I was picked up, my family was the poorest in the village, but I didn't even have a bed to sleep in." The sleeping Jian Xiu shrank into a ball at the request of his head, but he was a bit dissatisfied. Say.

"Why is that the same." The elder next to him, who seemed to be more than 30 cultivators, whispered, "You are stupid when you are so many outside disciples? There are so many general elections, so many people who lose the election return. When the village returned to the town, they were all capable of literary and military skills. With these people helping the village and outside the village, how could they be able to live well? You see, in this city, if it were from my hometown, there would have been special people who would send it to me. Money is needed for work, roads or embankments are built. How can there be enough food for the whole family in one day? How about the people here? It's not bad to buy a steamed bun in one day."

"They still bring wotou. We still have some noodles in our hometown wotou. Even the steamed buns here are made of buckwheat. There is no white noodles..."

"It's cold and early here, unlike where we can harvest two seasons of wheat a year."

"That's right, I heard that there can be three crops of rice a year in Nanbian Haicheng. Someone in Rabbit Peak made some hybrids between good Ling rice and Fan rice, and planted them." Someone next to it said that Rabbit Peak is Shennong Peak.

"So there are not many people after tens of thousands of years. I heard that there is a country not far away, but the farm tools here are very good. I bought a lot of them when I passed by before."

"Occupy your pocket! Buy a few samples and make them back... Forget it, anyway, you always have to throw them away when you can't pack them!"

"How could it be possible that the mountain is still empty when we go back to our mountain, and we don't know how to weave or sell medicine. If you want to fill it up, just wait and dream!"

"It makes sense..."

"Please don't be so reasonable...I don't choose a sword to rise to the mountain, or choose a sword to rise to the mountain, why didn't I listen to the words of the seniors back then?"

"That's it, even the monsters in the mountains can't fight indiscriminately. If you fight, you will lose money. Do you want to be so miserable!"

"There is also that group of vampire bats, with the last medicine, dozens of back and forth, and there is no money."

"correct……"

A group of sword repairers were heartbroken after poking into the wound.

"Can you shut up!" The headed monk whispered, feeling a bit fugitive, okay?

So everyone stopped talking.

The strength of Jianfeng is respected, and Qiao Long is their head. Except for his horror of swordsmanship, he can live under Master An Feng for a hundred years without leaving, which is something that Deputy Peak Master You cannot but admire. Deputy Peak Master You is actually very happy to give Jianfeng’s ordinary things to Qiao Long or You Jia, so that he can easily go to Jue Du Peak and live a good life, but no matter whether Qiao Long or You Jia, none of them are willing. Let You Vice Peak Master's dream come true.

As soon as Qiao Long discovered that something was wrong before, he collected them and hid them. It is impossible for such a big city to be closed forever. As long as one or two hide away, nothing will happen.

So they all listen to the boss.

Qiao Long was thinking about where to go if he hid here, and he saw his nets light up.

Seeing the content on the Internet, his whole eyes lit up.