Immortal Fu Yongxiang

Chapter 628
Qixia Jianmen's old friends were face to face, and there was no scene of happiness, and the atmosphere of confrontation was very strong.

"What are you doing here?!" Several monks in the god transformation stage asked sternly.

Wuya lowered his eyes and said in a deep voice: "The Wuqing sword was destroyed. We came here to ask for the sword. Please take the time to see me."

Wu Miao stood aside obediently, restrained her heroic spirit, and slowly lowered her head following Wu Yan's words.

After hearing that the Five Qing Sword was destroyed, several people had different expressions on their faces.

Some people were stunned, while others were surprised and happy...

"Where did you come from? Go back to where you came from!" Before the joy on his face could dissipate, one of them yelled angrily, flicking his long sleeves and blowing a strong wind, which made the person's cheek hurt.

This move was so sudden that Mo Ranyi couldn't completely avoid it. He only took a step back, but was still affected a little. The hair that was docilely bound in the Taoist crown was blown away by a few strands, and then flew into the air. He lowered his head again, slightly covering his palm-sized face, which made him even more frail and frail, and he received a few looks of disdain and disdain.

Wuyu and Wumiao had no intention of avoiding it. They endured the wind and allowed the strong wind to rage without even releasing their body-protecting energy.

The posture is extremely low.

The "embarrassment" of these three people seemed to please each other. The atmosphere was slightly more relaxed than before, and there were more "smiles" on the faces of the people opposite.

If a sneer can be called a laugh.

"Wuzhen, come back..."

After a long time, a man came from behind, and everyone made way for him.

Mo Ranyi's eyes narrowed slightly and he looked at this person carefully. Before he spoke, he didn't notice the existence of this person. It's not that he is inconspicuous. No matter in appearance or temperament, this person is outstanding. Very outstanding, but his own aura is very unique, completely integrated with the surroundings, so consistent that it is difficult for people to detect.

The Qixia Sword Sect is indeed a great sect. The crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the sect are extraordinary. The group that devotes themselves to the Nine Nether Purgatory is also a hidden dragon and crouching tiger.

Wu Yan's body tensed up the moment he appeared, and even Wu Miao raised her head suddenly, her eyes cautious and alert.

Just by showing up, Wuya and Wumiaoru are facing a formidable enemy...

"Senior Brother Wuyuan, since we have joined the Hanyu Palace, we cannot change our ways any more and only cause criticism." Wuya said slowly.

If one leaves the Cold Jade Palace and then turns around and returns to the Nine Nether Purgatory, after going through such a big circle and still returning to the same place, one will not only be criticized, but one will probably be laughed at to death.

What's more, they don't think Nine Nether Purgatory is a good place worth living.

Look at how long it has only taken, those low-level disciples have been tortured into looking like neither humans nor ghosts. These brothers and sisters in front of them are also strangers, as if they have been infected with the lingering influence of the Nine Nether Purgatory monks. The smell of rotting corpses is disgusting.

"Hmph! Hanyu Palace? What the hell! Wuya, don't be so shameless, Senior Brother Wuyuan, why are you talking nonsense to them? Now that you are here, you have to stay if you want to, and you have to stay if you don't want to!" The monk with a long and thin face said sinisterly.

As soon as these words came out, the air became stagnant again.

The strong smell of gunpowder emitted.

Although Wu Miao is a woman, she has a very strong temperament. Her patience seemed to have reached its extreme. Her whole body was tense. Looking from the side, the veins on her neck were exposed, and her eyes were forbearing with a burning fierce light. The suppression did not calm down this fierce light, but instead made it sink deeper.

The concept of people belonging to the same sect only exists in fantasy. Wherever there are people, there will be endless struggles and struggles. This is especially true for cultivation sects. The resources controlled by the sect cannot be evenly distributed to everyone. There will always be many You Shao, the attention of the elders of the sect, the ranking among peers, etc., are both for fame and profit, which is no less than fighting with the Sword Alliance.

Especially when Wuya and others led the crowd to leave and start over again. Even though the sect leader intended to pass on the throne, no formal ceremony was held. Until the day when the throne is actually passed on, who knows what else will happen. In Jiuyou Purgatory, In the eyes of the Qixia Jianmen monks from one branch, the people from the Wuyu branch are no different from traitors, so they are even more hostile.

The two sides are no longer limited to petty fights between fellow sects, but real sword fights, mixed with bloody and brutal fighting.

If this were not the case and the Five Qing Sword was destroyed, they would not be so passive and unsure when they came to Jiuyou Purgatory to obtain the sword spirit.

Even if there is only the slightest possibility, give it a try.

Wuya knew that the matter could only be discussed face to face with Daojun Liuyi and Daojun Liuting. This was why they tried their best to get Mo Ranyi to come forward.

He bowed his head again and sincerely begged: "Uncle, please take the time to see me!"

The voice was low and sincere.

Mo Ranyi's eyes glanced at the slightly trembling outline of the person sitting in the hall. Seeing that he was still sitting safely and had no intention of showing up, his eyes gradually narrowed, and the slightly messy hair on his forehead blocked a flash of light. And the light passed.

She suddenly brought out a stone box, and everyone looked over.

The stone box is simple and natural, without a trace of decoration, and even the corners are very rough. You can tell at a glance that it was made casually.

Throwing it gently, the stone box flew away like a feather, flying all the way to open the lid of the box. It was only a short distance of more than ten feet, and it took dozens of breaths to reach it.

Only a narrow gap was exposed in the stone box, and the manic atmosphere inside burst out impatiently. The flashing thunder light was accompanied by the sound of thunder, which messed up the spiritual energy around the stone box, and just dragged the thunder sound all the way to the stone box. The man with hidden traces fell away.

When the stone box was fixed in the air, hanging without falling, a vague figure shrouded in a hazy halo appeared in front of everyone. Holding the stone box in one hand and taking a closer look, the unruly thunder light before was much more docile, and only the strands of light appeared in front of everyone. The stone box was carefully meandering, not daring to spill out of the box and cause trouble.

Wuya looked stern and said solemnly: "Wugu pays homage to Uncle Liuting." He bowed to the end.

Wu Miao immediately straightened her expression and said, "Wu Miao... I pay my respects to Master Liuting. Uncle Master is well."

Everyone on the opposite side saluted the man in unison, calling him Uncle Master. They stepped back to both sides with respectful expressions, and stood quietly sideways.

"Hanyu Palace, Mo Ranyi, pays homage to Taoist Lord Liuting." His voice was soft and gentle, but his attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Since she showed off the adult's token, at this moment, every word and deed of her Mo Ranyi was connected with the adult's face.

"What's your message, Sir Pei?" The hazy halo around him made it difficult to see the expressions of the people inside, and his voice was even more unhurried, without much fluctuation.

Mo Ranyi was not surprised to be able to recognize the origin of the things in the stone box and tell him that Pei Ziqiu was here.

As long as they are under the Ten Thousand Immortal Palace, there will be no one who does not pay attention to the trends of the Immortal Palace, especially the powerful Zhantang. Pei Ziqiu's name, even his physical appearance, cultivation techniques, and what kind of magic weapon he is good at using, and his past. What kind of achievements, etc., information like this is widely circulated among the sects affiliated with Wanxian Palace. Although it is a bit taboo to find out the details of the superiors, it is even more dangerous to not recognize people in person. Therefore, although Wanxian Palace has invented similes, Still repeatedly banned.

Although Taojun Liuting is higher in level than Pei Ziqiu, as a member of the affiliated sect, he does not dare to entrust him to the throne. Calling him an envoy is a sign of respect.

"Hanyu Palace was fortunate enough to be favored by Lord Pei and brought him under the sect. Everyone felt deeply about it. They deeply hated themselves for being weak and unable to relieve Lord Pei's troubles. Since then, several true kings from Wuqi and Wuqing entered my palace. The scene was very different. In the past, he repeatedly defeated the Sword Alliance's attacks and made outstanding achievements. Our sect was encouraged by everyone, and all the disciples in the sect felt very excited..." Mo Ranyi said softly.

"It's a pity that at this time when we are striving for the top, the sword of the Five-Qing True Lord was destroyed by the Sword Alliance. We all feel the same. We lament and regret it. We don't want the True Lord to waste his time. I came here just to seek his soul. Things!"

Wuya and Wumiao looked serious, with expectant expressions on their faces, "I beg you, uncle, to give it to you."

Liuting closed his eyes and quickly thought about it in his mind.

Not long after, a decision was made.

"Five yuan."

The Five Yuan Zhenjun came out from one side and said respectfully: "Uncle Master, please give me instructions."

"Send off guests." What? !

Wu Miao opened her eyes wide in disbelief.

Wuya was slightly better than her, but it was difficult to accept it for a moment, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

Comparing Master Liuyi and Master Liuting, the latter is easier to talk to. Although they have gone their separate ways, they come from the same school. The sword spirit seems very mysterious to outsiders, but it is not rare in Qixia Sword Sect. I had thought about it a lot before, but I didn't expect it to be like this.

Catch people directly!

Even if the previous friendship between the same sect is gone, they are here to seek the sword spirit, so let’s hear the price they are willing to pay.

But he didn't even give him the slightest chance.

How cruel.

"Daojun Liuting!"

Seeing that he was about to be kicked out unceremoniously, Mo Ranyi sighed secretly and made his last effort.

"Hanyu Palace is willing to spend all the wealth in the palace, just in exchange for spiritual objects!"

Hanyu Palace received the "legacy" of the Su Nu Sword Sect, and its net worth cannot be compared with the original Qixia Sword Sect. However, Qixia Sword Sect is also different from the past. A fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. Although it is vulgar to talk about spiritual stones, it has to be No matter what level of cultivator you are, you cannot say that you can completely escape from this vulgar and intolerable thing.

Just because he wanted to shorten the time for Wu Qing to cultivate the sword spirit, Mo Ranyi was willing to give up all the family property in Hanyu Palace, which is not unreasonable.

It’s so open!
For a True Lord who was just starting out, he smashed so many spiritual stones and immediately suppressed the five-character generation opposite.

There is a thought in my mind:
Is this person stupid? ? ? ! ! !
Regardless of whether Hanyu Palace was rich or not before, ten or twenty of them were smashed down by just a plain female sword sect, not to mention a true king in the God Transformation stage. This is to be conservative, who I don’t know that the Su Nu Sword Sect is famous for its rich people, but it’s okay to be merciless when you marry a disciple and receive a betrothal gift.

But it’s good to be stupid, and it’s good to be a genius if you are stupid!

Their current situation is not very good. If they have this large sum of money, there are too many things they can do. It is impossible to leave Jiuyou Purgatory and start working again.

After thinking about the joy of getting rich overnight, everyone's eyes gradually became hot.

The top of Mo Ranyi's head seemed to be staring at a few bold and illuminated characters:
If you are stupid and have too much money, kill him quickly!

Wu Miao turned her wide eyes to Mo Ranyi, in disbelief.

Only Wuya felt something was wrong. Even though he didn't have much contact with them, he was very sure and certain that Commander Mo Ranyi Mo had never taken them too seriously. A spiritual pet could torture them to death. As the master, , how could there be a Yuanying stage monk who should look up to the self-consciousness of a Spirit Transformation stage monk.

It's even more unbelievable to pay such a high price in exchange for a sword spirit whose value is not worth it.

Daojun Liuting curled his lips, but unfortunately no one saw it.

He closed the stone box and threw it into Mo Ranyi's arms.

He waved his hand indicatively.

The person becomes invisible again.

Mo Ranyi stared at that place closely, and when he saw that the Taoist Master of Six Pavilions was really gone, he gave up and turned around. His brows were slightly furrowed, with a look of loss on his face, looking very sad and pitiful.

It seems that he is really disappointed that he cannot exchange a large sum of money for the sword spirit...

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Sent all the way.

It was probably because the facial expressions of the people escorting them were too exposed, and their faces looked painful, as if they were actually cutting their flesh with a blunt knife. Even Wu Miao gradually regained consciousness.

He glanced at Mo Ranyi.

The latter is carefully interpreting a sad woman who wants nothing.

嘘嘘嘤… I didn’t ask for the sword spirit… The Yin family feels so lost, sad, and sad…

Wu Miao shivered inexplicably.

hiss!
Could it be that he is possessed by a ghost?Alas, no, cultivators should use a more professional term: seizing the body!
No way, how can there be no movement in seizing the body.

But how to explain Commander Mo's sudden "big change in temperament"?

It’s so weird, isn’t it?
Although she looks delicate and tender, the strength in her bones is about to show through, isn’t it?

If any disciple from Hanyu Palace were here, he could immediately solve Wu Miao's doubts. It's not unusual for their leader to always act weak, right?

"and many more!"

Just as they were about to enter the teleportation range of Tongyou Rikishi, the group was summoned.

The expressionless and slightly stiff face contrasted sharply with the anxiety of the wind blowing under his feet.

The Five Punishment Masters who arrived in a "hurried manner" surprised everyone on both sides.

"Senior Brother Wuxing?" There was an unsolvable doubt between Wuya's brows, "You..."

"Senior Brother Wu Xing, what are you doing here?" Wu Yuan also asked, "Yes...Senior Uncle, do you still have an explanation?"

Could it be that Master Liuting had changed his mind and wanted to "keep" these few?
The Fifth Punishment Master stood in front of a group of people, his rigid face slightly distorted, and said in a cold voice: "I'll go with you."

what?
Wuya and Wumiao felt that they were hallucinating.

But Zhenjun Wu Xing said it very clearly, every word was so clear that it was impossible to hear it wrong.

Wuyuan and others couldn't accept it.

"Brother Wu... But at this moment, he was suddenly "scared" back to his original state and started stumbling again.

It can be seen that the words of the Five Punishments True Lord really exceeded everyone's expectations.

He is the fifth punishment, a senior brother with the word "Xing" who has the same sect rules!
"I'll go with you."

The Five Punishments Master, who never said something twice, repeated it again in a cold voice.

His jaw dropped in shock.

Now everyone present was sure that Wu Xing was really leaving!
(End of this chapter)