Taoist endowment

Chapter 144 Going Out to Seek Revenge (Part [-])

Wen Yi'an looked at the dark black sword in his hand, and the joy in his eyes almost solidified.

This time, Chen Jingyun only took three days to forge a mysterious weapon again. Although limited by the material, what he cast for Wen Yian this time was still only a low-level mysterious weapon, but this caused a lot of trouble among the senior officials of the Yique Gate. There was a bigger commotion.

As soon as this sword came out, it meant that it was not by accident that Chen Jingyun forged a mysterious sword for Ji Yanlan that day, but had thoroughly mastered the method of casting a mysterious weapon!Now, how could all the sword cultivators at the alchemy stage not be overjoyed?This is really hopeful!

That is to say, if it is difficult to practice, then the road of sword cultivation is much more difficult than that of ordinary monks. Which one of the monks in the alchemy realm of Yique Gate has not gone through hardships and life and death to achieve today's achievements?
But since the old man Wu Zun joined the sect, everyone's cultivation path has become smooth. The catastrophe that was originally a narrow escape has become a joke, and the Xuan-level spirit sword, which was unthinkable at first, has become within reach. up!
Chen Jingyun was so comfortable being complimented by a group of monks that day, and finally made a promise amidst a burst of flattery. From now on, if there is another Nascent Soul monk in the Yique Gate, he will not only protect him from the catastrophe, but also protect the mysterious soldiers. will be tailored for it.

After taking this powerful reassurance pill, all the monks in the alchemy realm became ruthless in their hearts. Such a unique condition may not even be available to those Northern Wilderness sects. easy to find.

"If I can't achieve something under such conditions, then I deserve to be dragged out to feed the dogs by Master Wu Zun!" This is what the monks thought.

On the ninth day of the lunar new year, the sword light on the top of Xuanjian Peak was piercing and rushed straight to Xiaohan, breaking the dark clouds above.

Three hundred sword Huangshan monks gathered together, quietly waiting for the arrival of the two Supreme Elders and the Sovereign.

A group of sword cultivators stood upright at this time, their aura was fully revealed, and their eyes were full of enthusiasm, but they were shocked by the rest of the monks who were scattered behind, and all of them moved back unconsciously. move.

Ruan Qingzhu stood on the other side with a group of monks from the Chiyan Sect. After seeing the fighting spirit of the monks of the Yique Sect, this old opponent of Ji Yanlan, although his face was calm, but he was shouting in his heart. Fortunately, the comparison between the disciples of the two sects has already been judged.

And the Chiyan Sect was able to be preserved that day, thanks to Fat Zen Master's tip-off, Ruan Qingzhu couldn't help but feel dark when thinking of Fat Zen Master with no bones left.

"I don't think that it has only been two years since Xian Yunzi returned to the sect, yet so many changes have taken place in the Yique sect!"...

Duan Xinghe, who was sealed away by Yuan Ying, was pale and sweating all over his back at this time. It was really frightening that Ji Yanlan and Wen Yi'an's unstoppable murderous intent surged. Although he had no fear in his heart, his body was out of control.

Knowing that his time had come, and thinking that he would be used to sacrifice the sword in a short while, this Venerable Yin couldn't help feeling miserable, and made up his mind, never begging for mercy.

Chen Jingyun, who was sitting quietly drinking tea, had a calm expression on his face. Thinking of Duan Xinghe being able to be a friend to Fat Zen Master, and seeing that he was still a character when facing life and death, he couldn't help feeling that it was a pity to kill him with a single sword. So he said: "Senior Sister Ji, Yi An, let me have a few words with him."

When Ji Yanlan heard this, the awe-inspiring murderous intent on her body disappeared without a trace, and she said with a smile: "What do you think, junior brother?"

Wen Yi'an, who was about to step forward to pick up Duan Xinghe, also withdrew his hand, and then stepped aside respectfully.

Chen Jingyun put down the teacup in his hand, stood up in front of Duan Xinghe, and said in a harmonious voice: "Duan Xinghe, you must have guessed that today is the day when I leave the Yique Gate to seek revenge."

Duan Xinghe smiled wryly when he heard the words: "Just looking at the murderous intentions of Ji Jianzun and Wen Daoyou, Duan knows that today is his own death day, but since he has become the life and death enemy of Yique Gate, he has no complaints.

I just hope that for the sake of being a Nascent Soul cultivator, Wu Zun will give you a cup of spirit wine from the gourd at your waist before Duan dies, so that I can die more comfortably. "

"Haha! I don't think you are still thinking about my spirit wine when you are dying, but you are really a drunkard. Anyway, I will grant your wish."

Chen Jingyun laughed, and sure enough, he took out a thick wine cup, filled it with blue wine and handed it to Duan Xinghe.

"Thank you Wu Zun for your generosity, Duan can't help but be grateful!" Duan Xinghe happily took the wine cup, the lustful look in his eyes was definitely not fake, it seemed that he really liked the spirit wine that Chen Jingyun randomly concocted.

"Gudong, Gudong!"

Duan Xinghe drank the spiritual wine in a few sips, and his eyes were full of unsatisfactory expressions, but he didn't dare to ask for it again. After sighing sadly, he staggered to his feet and said in his mouth:
"I slept with my qin in the mountains, and I came out of the forest to repay my kindness. I can see through life and death with a glass of wine, and I can be calm when I lie alone in a dry grave!" While singing, he walked to Wen Yi'an, wanting to go out with him to die.

Chen Jingyun saw that Duan Xinghe's libretto contained a sense of ease and relief, he pondered for a while, and then said to Ji Yanlan: "Senior sister, I don't think this person is a treacherous villain. How about leaving him alive?"

Hearing this, Duan Xinghe's figure suddenly stopped, his eyes were full of disbelief, he couldn't think of why this Xianyun Wuzun would intercede for him.

Ji Yanlan saw that Chen Jingyun's tone of voice to her was full of discussion, and knew that he would definitely respect her opinion, so she smiled slightly and said: "You captured this man in the first place, so naturally everything depends on your will." .”

Seeing Ji Yanlan's straightforward agreement, Chen Jingyun couldn't help but think highly of her again. It must be known that the Yin Venerable is an enemy who sneaked into Jianhuang Mountain to destroy Ji Yanlan's life. She put it down gently.

"Yi An, what do you mean?" Chen Jingyun asked Wen Yi'an again, he still wanted to save some face for Sect Master Wen in front of outsiders.

"Uh——, everything is up to the two senior uncles, and the senior nephew has no opinion." Wen Yi'an immediately bowed and replied when he saw the question.

Seeing that Ji Yanlan and Wen Yi'an had no objections, Chen Jingyun lifted the Nascent Soul ban on Duan Xinghe with a snap of his fingers, and then stared playfully at Duan Xinghe whose aura was constantly improving.

This Venerable Yin drank the wine and chanted the poem just now, and he was already ready to die. At this moment, when he heard that he didn't seem to die, he felt mixed feelings in his heart, and saw the forbidden mark on his Nascent Soul. The force has been released, and this Martial Venerable stared at him with burning eyes, his mind changed, he couldn't help but sighed, and bowed down.

The monks on Xuanjian Peak had been waiting for a long time at this time, the sword cultivators of Yique Sect were still as vigorous as before, but the monks of the other sects had already begun to whisper to each other, only Ruan Qingzhu sensed a faint wave in his spiritual sense. And strange Nascent Soul breath.

At this moment, four majestic auras suddenly rose from a sword peak on the mountain behind the Yique Gate, and then came the overwhelming coercion, and even the monks in the alchemy realm felt palpitations for a while.

(End of this chapter)