Chapter 158 157. I am mainly anti-customer, I am invincible under the Purple Mansion (8.1K words-big chapter please subscribe)
Brush!
Xing'er finally found the figure among the cultivators of this small sect in the outside world.
Her heart was beating wildly.
Countless fears came to my face.
After the teleportation array in Kuching was repaired, the Wuxiang clan members were able to come from the north again, and then searched for the missing clan members everywhere. By chance, she and her son were discovered and brought back to the clan.
It is said that thousands of years ago, this ancient teleportation array was intact, but was later destroyed for some reasons. As a result, many ancient tribesmen were unable to retreat at that time. The Wuxiang tribe also lost several people, including one Naturally, he is Tang Fan's father.
You must know that the ancient clans are all passed down from one line to the next, and the number of people will never increase, so even a scattered bloodline will receive great attention.
Xing'er, and her son were taken back to the ancient clan, and then she became the "Xing Fairy Mother" today based on her son's wealth, and relied on sufficient resources to break through to the middle stage of Jiang Palace.
His son Tang Yi is even more talented and evil. The experience in the southern part of Chu country not only did not suppress him, but also cultivated a tough mind in him, and now he has reached the peak of Jianggong.
Tang Yi is different from his mother. His Nine Palace Blood is much stronger than his mother's, so it is extremely difficult to practice. At this time, he has reached the last step of entering the Zi Mansion.
At this step, the elders of the clan will take him with him. After all, "how to break through the Zi Mansion" is a secret outside. If you don't come to Zi Mansion and have no elders, don't even think about it.
The elders of the Wuxiang Clan told her: It is easy to enter the Zi Mansion, but it will take at least dozens of years to consolidate the initial state. Although there may be people with terrifying talents in the world who can speed up this process, they are rare in a thousand years.
For decades, Tang Yi was extremely worried about being separated from his mother, so he wanted to take advantage of this Qianlong meeting to select some attendants.
Firstly, it is to strengthen his own team;
Secondly, although Dachu and Kuching are far apart, he went to the Wuxiang Ancient Clan through this ancient teleportation array. Now it can be regarded as a return visit to the old place. Looking at the way back, it can be regarded as a return to his hometown in glory. Seeing the decline and prosperity may give you a greater understanding;
The third step is to see if there is a monk who pleases the mother, so that he can accompany her on his behalf.
Since joining the ancient tribe, he spent very little time with his mother, and her mother lost her father's company after he was born, which was very pitiful. Therefore, in these years, even though there were rumors about "the face of the fairy mother" circulating outside, he kept it in one ear and out the other. As long as his mother was happy, he was free to do whatever he wanted. As for his father, he has never even seen his father, so why would he care?
Of course, Tang Yi did not just choose his attendants in Kuching. In fact, he had already traveled around the kingdom of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan and had already accepted several attendants. At this time This stop is almost over.
That night, late at night, in the mountain behind Mojianmen, in a small hidden forest
Ruoyouruowu's soul power makes this forest almost impossible to detect.
The Apricot Fairy Mother, who was aloof outside, now acted timidly like the witch she had been when she faced the ancestor.
The layer of arrogance brought about by the "power of status" on her body was instantly peeled off in front of the young man in front of her, leaving only awe.
“Master, back then the slave family suddenly felt that the connection with the blood slave mark had disappeared.
The slave family thought that you had been reincarnated, so they told Yi’er about you.
However, Yi'er also thought you were dead a long time ago."
"So, you are already in the middle stage of Jianggong? "
"Yes.
But slaves will always be slaves in front of their masters.
The master can always ask the slave to serve”
After saying the last sentence, Fairy Xing quietly raised her head and looked at the young man in front of her secretly.
The young man's body has beautiful features, but hidden inside is a mysterious and terrifying old monster.
She was thinking for a moment, and thought that if she could get along with this old monster, it would not be a bad idea to let the old monster help Yi'er in the future.
She was a witch when she was young, and after going through this ups and downs in her life, she had some calculations in her mind.
Yier’s heels are shallow and need stronger support.
And this old monster looks like he is now in peace, so calling her here this time will naturally require the power in her hands and her support.
This is not necessarily a disaster, but a win-win situation.
Song Yan narrowed his eyes at her and thought to himself: 'The ancient blood slave talisman can control the life and death of others with a single thought, but what if others don't even care about death?
After a hundred years, this demon girl named Xing'er no longer knows what kind of character she has grown into.
Forcing is better than not being able to do it voluntarily.
Because if this Xing'er is so determined that she doesn't want to live but wants to die, and threatens me at the same time, that would be terrible. ’
Song Yan has never been a person who likes to push "friendly troops" to the point of desperation, nor is he a hypocritical person.
Seeing the way the Apricot Fairy looked at him secretly, he waved thoughtfully.
The Apricot Fairy Mother was stunned, and her beautiful eyes began to blur.
Song Yan smiled and praised: "It has made a lot of progress."
Fairy Xing completely understood what the young man was talking about and said shyly: "It's all thanks to the master's blessing."
Song Yandao: "I didn't kill Tang Fan. I had too much time to take care of myself back then, so I couldn't save him even if I wanted to."
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Xingxianmu has always had a weak impression of Tang Fan. After a hundred years, he had almost forgotten about it. He nodded and said, "The Nu family knows."
Song Yan added, "Listen to me obediently, and I will protect Tang Yi."< br>
This sentence struck Fairy Apricot’s mind with great accuracy. Hearing this, the young lady was elated. She raised her head suddenly, her shy and blurred eyes showing uncontrollable joy and bold initiative.
She said softly: "The slave family will definitely work hard and consider everything for the master."
Song Yan waved again.
Xingxian Mother quickly stood up, opened the hem of her luxurious and conservative dark skirt, and sat down on the young man as if she were making some kind of sacred "blood-letting covenant".
Nervously and shyly, she stabilized herself, took a seat, and then began this "win-win combination of interests."
The night is deep.
It's late at night and it's past midnight.
Long time
The winter moon is high in the sky, and the frost and snow exude a white light.
Mother Xing concentrated on cleaning up Song Yan before putting on the elegant and luxurious dress, which was so tight that no trace of her naked flesh was exposed.
After all, she is the mother of a member of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan. Even if she comes to the mortal world, her status is far above that of the king and queen. All her charms cannot fall into the eyes of mortals or even ordinary monks.
When she raises her face arrogantly, she is like an iceberg, unapproachable. If anyone dares to say something blasphemous to her, she will frown like a holy virgin, angrily scold him for "boldness", and then make that person pay "humiliation". The painful price of the Fairy Mother”.
She is already a fairy mother, not a witch.
If anyone wants to see her witch side, they must first break her fairy shell.
There is no doubt that the old monster in front of me can be easily broken.
Even though this old monster seems to be in the Xuan Xuan realm now, she will not take it lightly.
At this time, while Fairy Xing was adjusting her clothes, she asked softly: "Master, how can the slave family help you?"
At this moment, she was not only controlled by the "blood slave ancient talisman", but also The "heart" is attached to Song Yan. As long as Song Yan does not betray the "covenant", the direction of this heart is still quite stable.
Song Yandao: "Tell me more about the Qianlong Society. You should not only select talents from ordinary disciples, but also from Jianggong elders, right?"
Xingxianmu He nodded and then spoke softly.
After a while, Song Yan roughly understood.
For ordinary disciples, geniuses are selected through regular viewing competitions.
The selected person may not be the winner, but will take into account age, training time, talent, etc.
But for the elders of Jianggong, the ancient tribe will pay special attention to the "soul orientation" After investigation, if a certain Jianggong elder has special soul, he may be favored.
As for the detection method, it is a "divine jade slip".
Holding the divine jade slip in hand, the power in the soul will be greatly stimulated, allowing the ancient people to easily distinguish the strength and weakness.
Song Yan asked seriously, and then thought quickly.
Xing Fairy Mother said softly from the side: "If the master is interested, he might as well talk to the slave family. These years, the slave family has not lived in vain, and they have always mastered some means."
Song Yan said: "This matter you The less tacit understanding I have, the less likely I am to have any flaws. Once you are exposed as a blood slave, neither you, nor me, nor Yi'er will die. I'll think about it again."
Xing. After hearing this, the fairy mother stopped asking immediately.
After becoming the Fairy Mother, she had learned about the magic of the Mountain Sea Monster Kingdom, and she also vaguely guessed that both Ancestor Han and Tang Fan must have fallen into the "King of Soul Threshold" in that chapter.
The "King of Soul Threshold" incident caused a major earthquake in the Shanhai Demon Kingdom and also brought about the reorganization of many forces.
That level of game fighting has already exceeded her imagination.
Although she is arrogant and thinks that her methods are good, she will never think that she can compare with the master in front of her, the master who crawled out from the heart of the bloody conspiracy storm.
At this time, Song Yan closed his eyes slightly.
Many thoughts passed through my mind.
If he wanted to escape to the North through the Ancient Teleportation Array, then now he could "let Xing'er take him straight to the Ancient Teleportation Array in the name of feeling unwell, and then quickly teleport to the North."
But what next?
Anyone who is interested will know upon investigation that the monk taken away by Fairy Apricot is named Song Han.
Why did the Apricot Fairy Mother take him away?
Many powerful people will be particularly curious about this, and he will have no way to hide.
The demon monk didn't need to be curious at all, but directly concluded that Song Han was Song Yan. In this way, whether it is him or Xing'er, Tang Yi will become a living target.
The most direct path actually has endless consequences.
Many other methods also have a lot of hidden dangers and a lot of traces.
Song Yan pondered for a moment, his mind suddenly settled, and he said: "Fairy Mother does not need to do anything.
As long as the testing location, time, and inspection order of each major sect, Just tell me in advance
Fairy Mother will naturally see me again later. "
Xing Fairy Mother suddenly smiled like a flower when she heard the honorific title given to her by the master. She sat in Song Yan's arms like a little bird and said softly: "Xing'er will be the master's woman from now on. "
She snuggled into the arms of the young man she met for the first time like a girl, thinking in her heart that once she passed the ancient teleportation array, she would immediately order someone to kill all her faces.
After that, she could openly say that "the master is the second man in her life and the most important man"
A few days later.
The light snow in winter is dancing lightly, pure and crystal clear.
Song Yan raised his hand and took one, watching the snowflake slowly melting in his palm.
The coldness in my hand was turned into a drop of warm water by the warmth of my palm.
The young man smiled slightly, looked away, and immediately grabbed a yellow-skinned wine gourd from the void and poured wine.
For some reason, he has really fallen in love with drinking since he came out of the sea of suffering.
He felt that he was just a leaf of duckweed on the water, a ball of catkins flying in the wind, a rootless prodigal.
The best thing to accompany a prodigal is wine.
Spirits!
What could be better than drinking a pot of flaming liquor in such a big winter, and then sleeping comfortably surrounded by a beautiful little lady?
It doesn’t matter who this little lady is.
The important thing is, as long as she is beautiful, has no other expectations for herself, and preferably is not a good woman, then that's fine.
He suddenly thought of Enri.
He suddenly regretted being a Taoist companion with An Li.
If he could do it all over again, he would never touch Enri.
Enri is a little girl who needs to stay together for life and never be separated until old age.
And there was no way he could do it.
In this way, he failed her.
He didn’t want to let others down.
But it was unexpected, but it was still a loss.
That was the only person he had truly failed in his life.
Song Yan suddenly felt a little strange. Why would an evil old man who was associated with conspiracies all day long, who was despicable and unscrupulous, still care about "a little nun who had betrayed him a hundred years ago" and worry about "whether she waited for a long time or not?" Not very sad"?
Why did he keep such a big deal in mind?
He couldn't help but think about that little female cultivator at the Xuan level. He didn't know if she had survived the Jiang Palace realm.
I don’t know what it’s like to survive.
Song Yan no longer thought about it. He lay down on his back and drank wine comfortably. As for the little lady who would accompany him to sleep, he didn't have one yet, but he would soon have one.
Because, he has asked the steward of Mojian Sect to go down the mountain to see if any young lady wants to be a "fairy maid".
If there is, the eldest lady will be sent to his cave to become his cauldron, and he will also provide some simple cultivation methods as reward.
If the other party has profound roots, he will take the initiative to recommend them to the sect; if not, he will also give many pills and martial arts that mortals long for.
In this way, everyone will feel that "Song Han" wants to stay for a long time.
Those servants of the Purple Mansion, the little devils, will naturally not think that "that old monster who wants to leave in a hurry, not only does he not know the Kong Mansion, but also arranges manpower in the Cave Mansion, which shows that The vice-president is so happy, he looks like he plans to stay there for a long time.
Before you want to leave, you must first make people feel that they want to stay for a long time.
This method is already common sense to him.
Gurgling gurgling gurgling
The strong liquor soaked in moonlight grass flows down the throat and enters the internal organs.
The shallow flame burned quietly, making people feel dizzy.
Song Yan burped comfortably, but his consciousness was always locked on the "Moyun Palace" a few miles away from here.
Although his spirit is powerful, if he is not staring at a certain place at a certain moment, then no matter how strong he is, he will not be able to know the news about what happened there.
If Fairy Xing hadn’t told him that “Today at the beginning of Hai, the three major ancient clans jointly tested the elders of the Mojian Sect in Moyun Palace,” he would not have known that this test was actually at the beginning of Hai, and It was actually in the relatively remote Moyun Palace.
The distant test soon began
Song Yan's powerful spiritual consciousness enveloped him, and everything inside was clearly visible.
He could see everyone inside, but no one could detect him.
Song Yan was very interested in exploring the changes in himself. But it is definitely not now, and it is impossible for the current Mo Jian Sect to have such information.
A total of sixteen elders from the Mojian Sect were taking out the "God Jade Slips" one by one for testing.
They use the power of their souls to resist the pressure in the jade slips. Once a balance is reached, the jade slips will show the result.
In the past few days, in addition to Tang Yi from the Wuxiang ancient tribe, envoys from two ancient tribes have arrived at the same time. At this time, they are watching to see if any of the testers have good "spiritual talents". people.
In the palace, judgmental voices sounded from time to time.
"Average."
"Next."
"This is okay, but not enough."
"Next."
The ancient envoys carefully observed the divine talent displayed by the "Jade Slips of the Gods", but they did not know that the person above them was looking at something else.
Song Yan is distinguishing the breath. Ghostly scent!
The relationship is cause and effect, entangled in the soul. If it is the body, it is extremely difficult for outsiders to identify it. Just because that wisp of black tiger stripe has been integrated into the soul, how can anyone peel away the soul to see it?
But Song Yan is different.
He may be the only person in the world who controls the "blood of the King of Demons and Tigers", and he is extremely sensitive to the aura of demons.
If in normal times, the ghost had never used the power of the soul, it might be difficult for him to detect it, but once he holds the "Jade Slip of the Gods" and has to fight with the power of the soul, the faint aura of the ghost will no longer exist. Cannot be hidden.
As for "pretending to be sick" and "absent", they do not exist.
The ancient clan is the envoy.
Which elder of the Little Mojian Sect dares to be absent?
"Returning mainly to guests" is Song Yan's plan.
Without the Apricot Fairy Mother, his plan could not be implemented because he had no chance to find out which monks were ghosts.
But now, the opportunity has come.
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Why do you want to do this?
The reason is also very simple.
That is, he wants to save the winners of this "Qianlong Meeting", so that those winners can successfully pass through the ancient teleportation array and enter the ancient country, and then scatter everywhere, thus becoming his "shield".
The demon monk couldn't figure out who he was, but he saw that many monks went to the north through the Qianlong Society.
The demon monk will definitely get the list of these monks, and then chase and kill them one by one.
If these people died here before going to the north, wouldn't that save the demon monk a lot of work?
Therefore, he must kill all these demons at the Jianggong level to prevent them from secretly killing the superior young monks with good talents in advance.
‘One.’
‘Oh, this one too? ’
Song Yan murmured while drinking.
The breath identification is very smooth.
Three of the sixteen Jianggong monks of the Mojian Sect were ghosts, two of them were in the early stage of Jianggong and one was in the middle stage of Jianggong.
After he recognized the person clearly, he was not in a hurry to take action. Instead, he quietly looked for an opportunity, planted the soul tracking aura, and then returned to the cave.
Early the next morning.
The steward of the outer gate of Mojian Gate brought a young lady, respectfully came to the stone door, and knocked on the door.
When the stone door rumbled open and Song Yan came out with a yawn, the outer door steward hurriedly said: "Brother Song, can you see if this maid is okay?"
After that, the steward hurriedly handed over a post. The post recorded the young lady's family background, origin, and even what her parents did, and the property in the family was clearly recorded.
Song Yan didn't even look at it, raised her hand to push the post back, and glanced at the young lady again.
She has a sweet appearance, a snow-white coat, and a fluffy fox tail wrapped around the collar, highlighting her snow-white and pink face.
The little face was quietly raised at this moment, and the moment it met his eyes, it hurriedly retracted like an electric shock. But after seeing clearly that this monk was a young man, the young lady felt something in her heart. Secretly rejoicing.
The "Immortal Maid" has no status in the Immortal Sect, but she can bring great benefits to the family in the mortal world.
However, the immortals who recruit waitresses are not necessarily young people. There are also many middle-aged people and even old men.
If it were an old man, there was nothing they could do, but how could he compare to a young man?
“The little girl Zuo Yuzhu has seen the immortal.”
The little lady bowed down.
Song Yan looked at the young lady and said, "Follow me from now on. If I can go to the North through the Qianlong Society, you will also come with me."
The young lady named Zuo Yuzhu didn't know what the "Qianlong Club" was, but it seemed to be a great opportunity, so she said happily: "I am willing to grow up with the immortals."
Song Yan He took out the little Xuanyu beans and threw them to the outer door steward, and said: "Thank you for your hard work."
The outer door steward chuckled and said, "Brother Song will definitely pass. Everyone knows you are a genius."
Zuo Yuzhu listened with his little ears raised. I became even more delighted when I heard the word "genius".
The next moment, this joy turned into exclamation, because the monk had already picked her up and hurriedly went deep into the cave.
The stone door rumbled shut.
The little lady was thrown onto the collapse.
The coat peels off, revealing a body with rich curves.
When she saw the immortal pounce on her, she tried her best to keep up with the babbling noises.
In the following more than half a month, all the monks near the Mojian Sect knew that "Song "Han" hired another maid. Song Yan, on the other hand, followed the ancient clan's chariot in the name of "going out for training" and went to the other four sects, trying to figure out who the ghosts were.
Then he calculated the time and returned to the sect.
The Qianlong Club is open.
On the stage, you sing and I appear.
The practicing monks came on stage to compete one by one.
Mysterious weapons of various colors shine with brilliance!
Song Yan was watching the battle when he suddenly felt someone looking at him. Looking back, he saw a young monk in brocade robes.
The monk, who was similar in size to him, smiled coldly at him, and then raised his head with a look of extreme contempt.
Song Yan recalled the memories from his mind and wanted to see what grudges the monk had with him.
Seeing this, he was speechless.
This monk's name is Dongfang Sheng, and he is a typical "second-generation genius", so he is not interested in "geniuses born in poverty" like him. Due to the difference in status and the fact that they are both geniuses, some petty grievances will naturally arise.
Song Yan was just thinking, but his name was already called on the other side of the stage.
The other name is Dongfang Sheng.
Two people came on stage.
Dongfang Sheng sneered and said: "An ant should have the self-consciousness of an ant. If you nest in a hole, I don't care about you. But if you stand in front of me, just wait to be humiliated."
Song Yan sneered: "Not necessarily."
After that, the two of them launched their flying swords and started fighting quickly.
After a long and fierce battle, a mistake and a bell-shaped treasure that Dongfang Sheng suddenly took out caused him to fly his sword to the ground.
Dongfang Sheng took advantage of his illness to kill him. After his flying sword landed, he grabbed the bell-shaped treasure and suddenly got lucky.
Dong~~~
A dull sound wave came quickly and hit Song Yan.
The air mask shattered, and the boy was knocked to the ground by the sound wave and flew out. He lay on the ground in the crowd, vomiting blood, and couldn't get up for a while.
Dongfang Sheng smiled faintly at him, and then cupped his hands to the ancient tribesmen who were watching from above.
High places
Tang Yizheng was sitting high up. Seeing the victorious Dongfang Sheng, he nodded slightly and commented: "It's not bad."
Xingxianmu He looked at the master who fell into the mud and couldn't get up speechlessly.
Today she still wants to watch her master kill everyone. Then as soon as she gets the master's order, she will immediately hint to her son that "she has taken a liking to this young man", and then naturally take him with her and take him back together. . Then her son went into seclusion, and she tried her best to help the master recover. In this way, the status of her mother and son could be more stable.
But in the end, she saw this scene.
The deeper meaning was beyond her comprehension
But she knew that the master could not do useless work.
In another place, the servant of the Demon Monk Zifu in the crowd quietly deleted the name "Song Han" from the "Winner of the Qianlong Club".
No matter how much this man hoped to win before, but now that he has lost, he can no longer be that old monster.
“I lost and I want to be alone and quiet”
Song Yan said goodbye to the little maid in the cave.
Zuo Yuzhu comforted him and said, "Exian, victory or defeat is normal."
Before she could finish her words, she was roughly pushed away.
Song Yan roared with a ferocious face: "Common things? What common things?!"
He rushed out of the cave and shouted: "You don't understand, you don't understand anything!"
The sound spread and could be heard by the surrounding cave monks.
After that, Song Yan angrily left with his sword.
After leaving the Mo Jian Sect, he began to quickly search for the ghost as he planted the aura before.
A few days later.
A sect elder passed through the air with his sword.
A gray light shot out from the ground.
The elder fell to the ground and died as if he was electrocuted!
An elder from a sect was meditating in a mysterious place with his eyes closed.
Gray light appears!
Elder, die!
An elder from a sect is making elixirs.
The gray light comes out!
Death!
The two elders were on a cliff somewhere, seeming to be plotting something.
The gray light comes out!
Death!
The other person suddenly turned his head and opened a defensive mysterious treasure.
The gray light comes out again!
Completely ignoring Xuanbao defense.
Death!
Death, death, death!
Death, death, death!
Song Yan walked all the way, killing all the way.
When he killed these Jianggong elders, it was like squeezing an ant to death.
Those Jianggong elders didn't even see anyone, didn't even feel the enemy attack, and just died.
His current state is very strange.
Obviously his body is extremely weak and he is only at the seventh level of Lianxuan. Any Jianggong monk can directly crush him to death, but his soul is ridiculously powerful.
I haven’t tried it on Zifu.
But under Zi Mansion, he is completely invincible, and almost no one can take a move from him.
No matter what kind of Jianggong blood, it is impossible to resist the gray light emitted from his eyebrows.
This is a thorough dimensionality reduction attack.
More than a month later
A total of fifteen ghost elders from the five sects were killed by him.
Now, he returned to Mo Jian Sect, but instead of going to the cave, he came to a wilderness.
In the wild field, the thin mist was filled with mysterious energy, and Dongfang Sheng was practicing.
Dongfang Sheng’s face was calm, but deep down he was happy.
Because he was chosen!
He became the winner of the "Qianlong Club" and will return to the North with the ancient tribe.
He dismissed the furnace cauldron, packed up and bowed, and waited for the ancient tribe to set off.
Now, I am reliving the past in this place where I practiced swordplay in the past. After all, there is no coming back.
Dongfang Sheng couldn't help but sigh secretly when he thought about his practice over the years. He also thought about Song Han who was defeated by him in the Qianlong Club competition, and couldn't help but be secretly proud.
His mood finally calmed down.
As for Song Han, he also asked about it. It seemed that he couldn't bear the humiliation and left the cave angrily. He didn't know where he went.
Now this place is the front line of the battle with the Mountain and Sea Demon Clan. It is really normal for him to die outside in such a state.
Dongfang Sheng shook his head, recalling his past opponents with a victor's pity, then smiled faintly, stood up and said, "It's all over."
He felt that his mood was racing. Elevate.
He has stepped on his former opponent and reached a higher place.
“Thank you.”
He said softly to the sky again, then raised his hand and pinched his fingers, and flew out the flying sword.
He was about to turn into a rainbow and return to the cave, when suddenly a sharp pain came from between his eyebrows.
In an instant, he lost consciousness.
If he was still conscious, he would definitely hear footsteps coming not far away.
Someone is walking in the fog.
The man walked up to him, bent down and picked up his storage bag, quickly disposed of his body, and then left.
More than half a month later.
The ancient tribe sent Kongzhou.
The empty boat picks up people at one stop.
Dongfang Sheng also got on an empty boat, and then went to the cabin on the boat to rest.
The three flying chariots of the Wuxiang Ancient Clan traveled in front, followed by the empty boat.
In this way, one after another, they quickly arrived at the ancient teleportation formation.
The formerly desolate and uninhabited lush forest has long been opened up, and the surrounding area looks like a steep and majestic pass, with monks from the Purple Mansion stationed there.
At the ancient teleportation formation, Fairy Apricot looked around with strange expression, her pretty face seemed to be looking forward to but also anxious, and her son's voice came from her ears.
"Mother, this time I will go to practice with the elders of the clan. I am afraid it will take decades. If you like any young monk, just ask him to come over."
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Fairy Xing's mother said warmly: "Yi'er, you can concentrate on your practice and don't worry about mother."
Tang Yi nodded and stood proudly with his hands behind his back. When he saw an empty boat coming from the clouds in the distance, he said lightly He said: "Coming."
At the same moment, Xingxian The mother felt that the strong bond from the blood slave was born again. Her eyes flickered, watching the empty boat approaching and falling, and then looking at the monks falling from the empty boat one by one. When she saw a completely unfamiliar person When the master's aura emitted from the monk's face, she was completely stunned.
Looking carefully, she couldn't see that the master's face was fake at all, as if it was the master's own face.
She is a fairy mother after all. She is well-informed and knows many things about the Wuxiang Ancient Clan.
So, at this moment, a word popped into her mind.
A look of surprise and disbelief slowly bloomed in her beautiful eyes.
‘That’s a formless mask? ! ’
‘Only the formless mask can change the face so smoothly, and everything can be done as desired. But how is this possible? ’
Mother Apricot’s heart beat wildly.
She just felt that the world was so crazy.
(End of this chapter)