Chapter 155 Shuangjiao is trapped, Wei Xing Island and Ji Yin Island
On Yanli's swaying white wrist, three shiny gold rings collided together, making a tinkling sound that was extremely sweet. She seemed not angry at what the two men did.
Yuan Yao's eyes moved slightly, her lips parted slightly, but she hesitated and did not speak. Instead, her eyelashes trembled slightly and she fell silent.
"Fairy Yanli is right. Now that we have arrived at Minghuang Island, we can't return empty-handed. Brother Wu, fellow Taoist Yong, what do you two think?" Seeing this, the pockmarked young man suddenly smiled and turned to the other side in a hurry. two male cultivators asked.
"Brother Dao is right." Wu Lang nodded quickly and agreed.
"Let's go together, let's go together." The short, fat male cultivator still had a smile on his face, as if he didn't care.
Yuan Yao's beautiful eyes turned and she stared at the short, fat male cultivator twice, then looked away, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
"Okay, then let's set off quickly. If it's too late, I don't know how many monks will snatch the bright yellow stone." The pockmarked young man nodded with satisfaction, and then took the lead and flew towards Yulian Mountain.
Whoosh whoosh!
The next moment, several blue-red rays of light appeared out of thin air. After flashing a few times, they suddenly flew into the air and disappeared.
After half a day.
In a cave in Yulian Mountain.
Yuan Yao and Yan Li both looked at the short and fat man next to them with horrified expressions. The other man's chubby face still had a friendly smile on his face, but the aura on his body was like a deep and sea, and he was extremely oppressive.
The two of them never expected that they just went out to look for some materials, and they happened to meet a casual cultivator who was refining weapons, and unexpectedly transformed into a monk in the alchemy stage.
This made Yuan Yao and Yan Li, who had not even reached the level of foundation building, really at a loss. Fortunately, the other party had not done anything yet and just detained everyone here.
At this time, the short and fat young man threw the pockmarked young man and the casual cultivator named Wu Lang to the ground with a casual flick, then walked to the other side without looking and sat on the futon. Came down, turned around and looked over.
In a corner of the cave, there was an old man with white hair and a boyish face sitting cross-legged in meditation. The mana fluctuations in his body were looming, no less than that of the short and fat man.
Next to him, there was an ordinary-looking middle-aged Confucian scholar and a charming young woman in her twenties, standing solemnly.
After seeing the short and fat young man come in, the two men hurriedly saluted and said respectfully: "Junior pays homage to Senior Hun!"
"Well, the two nephews Xue and Mao are actually here." The short and fat young man waved his hand casually, which made the middle-aged scholar and the charming young woman breathe a sigh of relief. The person in front of them is a well-known magician. If their master hadn't been here, they would have turned around and ran away in fear.
After a moment, the old man with white hair and childish face suddenly stopped his power. After opening his eyes, a trace of light flashed in the entire cave.
"Old ghost Zhantai, how are you preparing for Weixing Island? This time, my ancestor sent me to assist you and wait, but don't mess up!" The short and fat young man raised his eyebrows and said with a smile.
"Hmph!" There was no expression on the old man's face, and he was not surprised by the arrival of the short and fat young man. "I will naturally pay more attention to this matter. Fellow Taoist Hun, there is no need to say more."
"That's good. Mrs. Ning from Qianliu Island will not change her ways. This time she will be reincarnated." The short and fat young man said with a cruel smile.
In the corner next to them, Yuan Yao, Yan Li and the other two male cultivators who were kidnapped looked at each other, even more frightened.
The old man with gray hair and childlike face was surprisingly the owner of Weixing Island, one of the nearby large islands - Zhantai Zhenren, an expert in the middle stage of alchemy.
And the "Mr. Ning" they call is naturally the owner of another large island, Qianliu Island, who is also a high-level monk in the alchemy stage. This time I came to Minghuang Island unexpectedly, and I was actually involved in a weird conspiracy.
I'm afraid I'm really going to die here this time.
Yuan Yao and Yan Li looked at each other, their beautiful eyes full of regret and despair.
"What are you doing with these people?" Suddenly, Master Zhantai turned his eyes, with a sinister expression on his face, "These two female cultivators are quite pretty, are you planning to give them to me as a gift to me? Haha. Haha!”
As soon as these words came out, everyone else in the cave turned their attention to the two extraordinary-looking female cultivators, especially Yuan Yao, whose face was peerless, and everyone couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Old ghost Zhantai, don't think of bad things," the short and fat young man sneered, "These two female cultivators were prepared by me for my ancestor and Young Master Wu Chou. Our ancestor has not left Jiyin Island for many years. , I am planning to escape from the bottom of the sea in the near future, and I have been specially asked to find some beautiful women to repair the furnace for him. If you have the courage, do you dare to ask for these two female cultivators?”
The short, fat young man's smiling face was full of sarcasm.
"What?! Patriarch Jiyin has left seclusion?" Master Zhantai's expression changed drastically, as if he was startled.
The middle-aged Confucian scholar and the charming young woman behind the old man brushed their faces and turned pale when they heard this.
The pockmarked young man and Wu Lang were equally frightened, and seemed to be completely shocked by the words "Jiyin Patriarch".
When Yuan Yao and Yan Li heard this, they became even more stunned and froze in fear of the news.
"Junior Sister, it was Senior Sister who harmed you. If I hadn't proposed to come and mine the bright yellow stone, we wouldn't have ended up like this." Yanli said softly with a look of regret on her face. She had originally planned to become the concubine of a high-level monk, but The pudgy young man's intention was to let the two of them be used as a source of advice for others. This was absolutely unacceptable.
"Senior sister." Yuan Yao sighed, not knowing what to say. The "Jiyin Patriarch" was a powerful and well-known demon lord in the Nascent Soul stage. How could they, two low-level monks in the Qi Refining stage, resist?
The short and fat young man sneered when he saw this, and glanced at the reactions of everyone in the cave, with a look of satisfaction on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Hun, is this true? The ancestor of Jiyin Patriarch of Guidao has already faced the test of life and death more than a hundred years ago. Unless he makes a breakthrough in his cultivation, he will never be able to get through such a big thing. You Don’t tell me that the founder of your sect has only cultivated to the middle stage of Nascent Soul for more than a hundred years." Master Zhantai shouted in disbelief, and his original appearance of the Immortal Wind Dao Bone suddenly disappeared without a trace. .
Apparently he was frightened by the name of "Jiyin Patriarch".
"Haha, old ghost Zhantai, you Weixing Island are so ignorant! Who told you that my ancestor from Jiyin Island retreated in order to enter the middle stage of Nascent Soul? My ancestor actually did it to cultivate a powerful magic weapon. "Gong, now that I have mastered the technique, I will naturally be released from seclusion," the short and fat young man said proudly, looking proud of himself.
After hearing this, Master Zhantai breathed a sigh of relief after being shocked and confused. The Jiyin Patriarch of Jiyin Island is a famous demon lord. If the opponent's cultivation level goes further and reaches the middle stage of Nascent Soul, with his cruel I'm afraid the small and medium-sized forces will have a hard time with their behavior.
Thinking of this, Zhan Taizhen barely showed a smile on his face: "I see, I didn't expect that Jiyin Patriarch is..."
Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a deep and rich voice of a strange man emerged from all directions, and its specific location was impossible to detect. This situation caused the expressions of everyone present to change instantly.
"Oh? The old ghost from Jiyin is out of seclusion?"
(End of chapter)