Chapter 446: Cheating
So things are settled.
Everyone was happy to see each other and salute again.
When the sun was almost high in the sky at noon, several people held bamboo sticks and waited quietly.
Suddenly I heard the sound of fighting coming from the mountains in the distance.
"Mo San people, how dare you sneak up and betray the alliance! We agreed to join forces to find Lei Gong Lanhe, who kills people and seizes treasures! You actually point your sword at one of your own! Don't forget, you are the elder of my Lingyun Sect Jinsha Branch!"< br>
“Aren’t you afraid of the revenge of my master, Master Lingyun?”
“Bah! Hand over the Lingyun Sword, so you don’t die! If I can’t catch Lan He, it will be the same if I rob you. I’ll get you. With the resources, I am more confident to attack Nascent Soul, and holding the Lingyun Sword, I will not be afraid of even the master!"
Lu Zhizhong was so strange that he asked the people around him not to make any sound, and he used the invisibility charm. Take off and wait and see.
Lu Ye went up to the sky to look.
I saw Shang Tianti and Mo Ruyan fighting endlessly.
At this moment, the two of them had no reservations. They knew that the secret realm would be closed soon.
Both of them were injured when Yun Yansou chased them. Shang Tianti looked like he was about to die after using the Lingyun Sword.
Now it seems that he can still jump around and wield a sword, which shows that he has superb acting skills. He is worthy of being a thoughtful disciple taught by the master who escaped.
Mo Ruyan has demonic clouds billowing around her. She has perfected her golden elixir cultivation. In terms of magic power and consciousness alone, she is far stronger than Shang Tianti. She summons countless demonic swords through mysterious sunglasses in one hand, and holds an elemental element in her other hand. Infant-level pith long stick.
Although Shang Tianti's own cultivation is inferior to Mo Ruyan.
But he is holding a sharp weapon. Lingyun Sword is an authentic Nascent Soul magic weapon. Even if he does not activate the power of the sword, the sharp edge of the sword is not comparable to the golden elixir weapon like Xuan Sunglasses.
Shang Tianti held the Lingyun Sword in one hand and the big wind bag in the other, blowing out a series of wind escape blades to protect his whole body and keep it extremely stable.
Therefore, Mo Ruyan was clearly skilled in stabilizing the opponent's head, but he was so timid in fighting that he needed to use the wood pith material to resist the sword's edge.
Although the wood marrow was made of Nascent Soul material, it had only been briefly refined through sacrifice, and sawdust was flying everywhere. Mo Ruyan felt distressed and could only step up his offensive.
At this time, the sun in the sky has reached its center.
Ripples began to emit in the void of the secret realm, and everyone would be expelled in just a few breaths.
Shang Tianti laughed wildly.
"Haha, Mo Sanren, when I come out of the secret realm, I will wait for Lingyun Sect's revenge!"
Lu Ye can't stand the craziness of his villain.
He remembered that when Dragon, Tiger and Dog took three guillotines and two golden elixirs, they snatched this big wind bag, and there was still a prohibition for him in it?
Originally, I wanted to take action in the secret realm to prevent Monk Tianjizi’s back-up plan, but I didn’t expect it to be used.
Recalling the conversation between the two just now, who knew when these two hooked up and wanted to kill him and share their flesh?
If I hadn’t left the Pillar Ground and found a cave nearby to practice meditation for more than ten days, I might have actually been entangled with these two people.
“You asked for this,” Lu Ye’s eyebrows twitched.
Shang Tianti had no grudges against him. On the contrary, he got a lot of benefits from this person. He originally wanted to let this person go, but who knew that this guy had some evil tricks behind him.
In this case...
His consciousness activated the restraint he placed in the wind bag.
“Explode!”
Boom!
Shang Tianti, who was laughing maniacally, was caught off guard. The wind bag in his hand exploded with a bang, blowing the left half of his body into blood mist. He was left with a big head and only one right leg, and he screamed and fell down.
Mo Ruyan was overjoyed and bullied himself to catch up.
Shang Tianti recited the mantra angrily, and the blood mist that filled the sky strangely condensed onto the Lingyun sword. The sword was bright and steaming, as if a terrifying consciousness was awakening.
"Too slow..."
Mo Ruyan chuckled, his body flew, and he was already close to Shang Tianlai, and he had to bend his wrist to grab the sword.
Shang Tianti's face showed fear and unwillingness...
My spiritual weapon exploded inexplicably, and now I am afraid that I can't keep the sword, and I may even die here.
Luye sneered in the distance.
How can a pair of bitches take revenge on one person alone?
Erect eyes appeared on his forehead, and a beam of blue light flew out, fixing Mo Ruyan.
"Who is attacking?"
Mo Ruyan shouted sharply. Before he could turn around to look, he was horrified to find that his consciousness was dull and his body was out of control.
Shang Tianti was overjoyed.
The Lingyun Sword in his hand suddenly struck the sluggish Mo Ruyan!
One breath of time.
Mo Ruyan had lost control and desperately raised the pith in his hand to resist.
Boom!
The sword light exploded, breaking the pith in Mo Ruyan's hand, covering his whole body, and the blood mist exploded.
Mo Ruyan screamed, and his body completely disappeared from the waist down, even more completely than Madam Jiuchai's.
Just a few breaths of time.
Both of them became human beings.
They knew that someone was plotting against them and that there was a third party watching the battle. They didn't dare to stay. They turned around and ran away dragging their remains.
Lu Ye was enjoying hiding in the theater to watch the show, and was considering whether to make another move to send these two bitches back to the west.
Suddenly the ink jade bamboo knot in my arms felt hot.
“It’s time to go!”
A look of pity flashed across his face, and he fell down in a flash, gathering with Pan Furong and others.
There was a soft buzz.
At this moment, in the secret realm, a black hole appeared next to countless monks who maintained discipline, sucking them in.
In the blink of an eye.
The wind is light and the clouds are white, and the sky is a clear blue.
Countless outside treasure hunters have been missing from the secret realm. For more than a month, the Mozhu secret realm has finally been closed. I don’t know when it will open next time.
Perhaps, the flow of time between the two realms is so fast that the secret realm here will completely collapse before the next time the secret realm is opened.
——
In the human world.
The top of Xiaogushan.
The two groups of people stood facing each other clearly.
Although they all wear the uniforms and robes of the Gushan Sect, judging from the mutual hugs, they are obviously two factions.
Among them is a group on the left, with several cultivators standing in front of them, all of whom are foundation-building cultivators. The leader is a middle-aged Taoist with a goatee.
He frequently looked at the sky eagerly, with a hint of heat hidden in his eyes in addition to eagerness.
Several foundation-building monks had already been whispering around him.
"Elder brother, according to time calculation, it should be time for the ancestor to return."
"Why not yet?"
"Master must have fallen into the secret realm, right? ?”
“Shut up! Do you dare to curse the teacher?”
“Oh, I don’t mean that, am I impatient?”
Everyone's gossip fell into the ears of this senior brother, but he ignored it. This person was Gu Hongyu, the senior senior brother of the Gushan Sect. He had been trapped in the foundation of Dzogchen for more than fifty years and could not get out of the golden elixir.
Gu Hongyu only looked up at the sky.
Many thoughts flashed through my mind.
If my mentor cannot come back, I will be the next leader with a strong will, and then I will sweep those parasites out of the sect.
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but cast his eyes to the opposite side.
Standing opposite were monks who were also wearing the robes of the Gushan Sect, but these monks also wore blue undershirts under the robes.
They are the Lan clan members who went up the mountain more than ten years ago.
The Lan clan occupies a unique peak in the Xiaogushan mountains called Jingyanggang, which is self-contained and listens to tunes but not propaganda.
Half a year ago, the clan leader of the Lan clan, the Jindan strongman Lan and his assistant Jinshamen, were attacked by the Qingluan Demon King when they stormed the Tianlun Sect. Qingluan disappeared mysteriously along with several Jindan strongmen who were traveling with him.
It is still an unsolved case in the world of immortality.
These Lan clan members have lost the protection of their ancestors, but they have become more united. They still hope that their ancestors will return one day.
The leader among them is the foundation-building monk Lan Wutong, as well as Lan He's disciple Taoist companion, the female cultivator Pan Furong, who is also a foundation-building monk.
Oddly enough, Pan Furong and several of her surnamed disciples were clearly disciples of the sect with roots in Miaohong. For some reason, they got involved with the Lan family, and they failed to win over them several times.
No matter, I heard that Pan Furong and several of her surnames also disappeared today. It is said that they were daring to enter the secret realm.
Hmph, one person is building the foundation and the other is practicing qi to break into the secret realm of black bamboo. I really don’t know how to write the word “death”.
Pan Furong left, leaving only Lan Wutong...
Gu Hongyu looked around and saw that these foundation-building junior brothers had always been led by him, and he suddenly felt at ease.
Master Fuyun Patriarch is too polite to the Lan family.
The Lan family occupies so many resources, and their virtue is not suitable for them.
When you become the leader, you must reverse this situation.
If these Lan family members knew what they were doing, they could let them go down the mountain.
If you don’t understand the general situation, humph, Xiaogushan will inevitably become a river of blood...
Gu Hongyu thought so in his heart, staring at Lan Wutong, the leader of the Lan family opposite, and then Revealing a hint of murderous intent.
A few feet away.
Lan Wutong frowned and paced, and an elder next to him said through his spiritual sense.
"Great Elder."
"Gu Hongyu is looking at you across the way, with murderous intent in his eyes, and he has bad intentions!"
Lan Wutong shook his head, and his spiritual consciousness echoed.
"Look at him, he has no eyesight, how can he kill me?"
He was confused. A Gu Hongyu is nothing at all.
The crisis of the Lan family is that Lan and his ancestor are missing!
A powerful man with golden elixirs, but he can’t even see anyone alive or dead!
In the past six months, Patriarch Fuyun has been busy practicing, whether intentionally or unintentionally.
The supply of resources continues to decline. In the past month, the Lan family has had to dig deep to make up for the gap in the cultivation resources of the clan members.
This does not include the monthly golden elixir offerings that were stopped when the ancestor disappeared.
Lan Wutong looked up at the sky.
“It is better to seek help from others than from yourself!”
“You still have to rely on yourself!”
Stop it!
This time the secret realm is over, Ancestor Fuyun has returned - or he has died in it, and Gu Hongyu is in charge of the sect, so he should lead the Lan clan to resign!
The ancestor originally planned to lead the tribe to move to Shunhe City of the Yan Kingdom. Pan Furong was still the eldest princess of the Yan Kingdom.
You might as well go there first.
The war between humans and monsters in the Yan Kingdom destroyed the earth's veins, like a desert of spiritual energy.
There are only three foundation-building families of Xu, Ma and Yao.
He would fight to the death to grab a piece of territory for the Lan family.
It is a pity that Pan Furong had to enter the secret realm of Mozhu for some unknown reason. If she were there, the two foundation-building monks would be much safer.
Fortunately, the ancestor gave me a foundation-building and refining corpse, and I can still carry one.
Jingwei clearly understood the leaders of the two groups. Gu Hongyu and Lan Wutong had their own plans in mind, and looked up at the sky from time to time.
Actually, according to time, Patriarch Fuyun only disappeared today, but due to the speed of time, he will return today.
Although less than one day has passed in the human world, thirty days have indeed passed in the Mozhu Secret Realm.
Not long after.
A black spot suddenly appeared in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it enlarged into a large hole, with colorful lights swirling inside, carrying a dangerous and blurry light.
Poof!
An old man fell out of it.
It was Patriarch Fuyun. His white robe was stained with blood, and there were many fist marks and dirty footprints on it. His long beard had been burned by unknown fire, and his face was black and blue.
He looked like he had been beaten and burned.
Everyone hardly dared to recognize each other, this was the majestic ancestor of the sect.
The most important thing is that the storage ring in the ancestor's hand is also missing, and the golden elixir weapon that the monk almost never leaves his body has not been taken.
Ancestor Fuyun's hands were almost empty - the reason why he said "almost" was because he was holding a black jade bamboo joint in his hand just a moment ago.
Now that he has returned to the human world, the bamboo joints turn into ashes when the wind blows.
Now Patriarch Fuyun is really empty-handed.
He was still in a daze, his eyes were frightened.
Hoola la.
Gu Hongyu and other foundation building disciples rushed forward to support Patriarch Fuyun.
"Master..."
"Master, are you okay?"
Ancestor Fuyun finally regained his composure and gradually turned calm. The look of panic on his face gradually faded, and there was more A touch of majesty.
“Ahem…”
“Pfft…”
He wanted to say something, but he still coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The surrounding disciples screamed and hurriedly scrambled, some wiped the blood, others handed over towels, and some gave them medicine for injuries.
Ancestor Fuyun is angry in his heart.
These blind disciples won’t open any pot!
Does I look good?
It turned out that the deadline was approaching, so he ventured into the secret realm in order to grab the second flower.
Mother, who knew there would be so many people entering the secret realm this time!
It is true that Nascent Soul is not rare, and golden elixirs are everywhere!
Fuyun Patriarch's cultivation level is only average among all the golden elixirs, not outstanding. He took several beatings alone but still couldn't find the second generation flower.
If he hadn't acted quickly and wisely, he would have almost lost his life.
Later, he and several golden elixirs were forced to form a team, and luck came and he made a small fortune in Xiaobao Land. He didn't even dare to go to Zhu Land to gamble his life.
Although he did not find the second flower, it was not a loss. After all, he was still alive and had received a large amount of treasure. He was satisfied.
With these resources taken out, disciple Gu Hongyu will be given golden elixirs, which will be considered worthy of the sect.
Unexpectedly, when they were about to leave the secret realm, one of the members of the team, a Jindan from Sanqian Island in Donghaizhou, actually released the fairy smoke. The medicine knocked out several people, robbed them all, and left.
He even announced his name without any shame. He was the thirty-sixth of the thirty-six thieves, known as Miyan Taoist.
If you want to rob, just rob. This guy was of such bad character that he beat each of them severely, punching and kicking them, leaving footprints all over their bodies. He beat them so hard that they almost lost their consciousness.
Ancestor Fuyun felt ashamed and angry to death when he thought of this.
When you enter a secret realm, your feelings are just to get a beating? Also lost the protective golden elixir?
Gu Hongyu understood his thoughts best. He knew at a glance that the master had something unspeakable, so he gave instructions loudly.
“My mentor is in urgent need of retreat.”
"Send Master quickly to change clothes, heal his wounds, and take supplements..."
A group of disciples surrounded Patriarch Fuyun and were about to leave.
Lan Wutong originally wanted to get closer, but he couldn't squeeze into the inner circle at all, so he had no choice but to stand and watch from a distance.
Golden elixir master, it is beyond your reach, but when you enter the secret realm, it seems that you have been robbed.
Can Pan Furong and the others be okay?
When everyone on the mountain was in a commotion.
Another black spot flashed in the sky.
Several people appeared in the open space out of thin air.
The four of them, Pan Furong, Wang Hu, Zhang Cunyi and Shu Chitu, stood up first. Several of them drank the various spiritual springs assigned by Lu Ye, and their faces glowed with precious light, and they could tell they had accumulated a lot of money at a glance.
Ancestor Fuyun glanced at it, feeling sad in his heart.
"I'm not as lucky as a few children..."
Gu Hongyu raised his eyebrows and scolded Pan Furong.
"Junior Sister Pan, the sect has its own rules. Please tell me honestly why you disappeared today..."
Old Ancestor Fuyun may have been hurt and has no face to care, or may not have the heart to care and remains silent. Voice.
Pan Furong has not spoken yet.
A giant turtle appeared behind her, and he suddenly transformed into a bald man with a small face and an iron tower body. He had no hair, eyebrows or beard, and was as bald as an egg.
“This is the human world?”
“So little spiritual energy?”
“The attitude is not good.”
“How can I live? ”
He sighed and opened his hands, "Brother, you lied to me..."
The strong man muttered, seeming to express his dissatisfaction, and the breath on his body suddenly exploded.
Dense demonic clouds shrouded the top of the mountain, and the pressure of the mountain seemed to be pressing on everyone's shoulders. It was a golden elixir demon king.
Gu Hongyu opened his mouth in surprise: "..."
Fuyun Lao Zu quickly turned over, slapped Gu Hongyu over, and scolded him. How could he talk to his fellow junior sister?
Did the master teach you to be so rude?
He strode out, stepped on Gu Hongyu's body and jumped in front of the little bald head, with a bruised nose and a swollen face full of smiles.
“Dare you ask me the name of your friend?”
“Old Taoist Fuyun, as the master of this place, welcomes you to come...”
Gu Hongyu was shaking all over on the ground. His face was ashen.
The little bald man scratched his head, as if he was not good at communicating with others, so he missed his body.
"Brother, you should do it..."
A middle-aged elegant monk wearing a blue robe walked out and strode forward to meet Patriarch Fuyun's hands.
“Brother Fuyun!”
The other party smiled so warmly that it felt like a spring breeze.
"We meet again!"
Ancestor Fuyun was stunned.
One person squeezed out from the crowd, knelt down with a shovel and dragged out two traces on the ground, and hugged Lu Ye's thigh.
Lan Wutong cried.
“O patriarch!”
Gui Baozhu took a cautious look and murmured in his mind, this guy is better at hugging my thighs than I am.
Suddenly someone in the crowd exclaimed "Big Brother", and Gu Hongyu fainted.
That night.
Lanhe, the ancestor of the Golden Elixir who had been missing for half a year, returned to Xiaogushan. They also bought one and got one free, and brought back a Golden Elixir Turtle King.
There was joy up and down the mountain.
The disciples of the Gushan Sect suddenly felt proud and proud. There are several major Jindan sects in the eight hundred miles around Xiaogushan, and my Gushan Sect should be the number one!
Of course, the Lan clan members are even more happy.
There were also a few elders who didn't understand. They took turns hugging the patriarch's thigh behind his back and cried out about the oppression and grievances they suffered. They made the generals nervous and hugged the pillar, thinking it was some special etiquette of the human race.
He was wondering whether he should hold her and cry some other time to deepen his relationship.
Another trivial incident happened that night.
Senior Brother Gu Hongyu went crazy in the middle of the night while practicing Taoism. He fell from the Great Perfection of Foundation Establishment to the Elementary Level of Foundation Establishment. It is said that the sea of qi has leaked, and he is afraid that he will continue to fall until he becomes a disabled person.
(End of this chapter)