Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

After retrieving the memory, Ji Yunlai occasionally recalled the past.

Every time I remember, I feel like I am reading a book I have never read. I will smile when I see some good memories. If it is unpleasant, I will only frown a little. Teaching the children is a very good memory. .

Although at the beginning, those guys were stingers and were not very obedient, but they could all be taught one by one. At that time, there were not many children picked up by the old man.

Bai Narcissus and Yan Zhao are among the thorny thorns, one who relies on being pretty and pretending to be obedient and deceiving, and the other is extremely qualified and disobedient. He spent at least one third of his time back then. On both of them.

Narcissus was originally named Bai Cao'er. It was born with a high-grade water spirit root. The attack power of water veins has never been strong. At that time, in order to study the meridians, I calculated a lot of medical techniques, so I wanted to teach Caoer. It has the effect of nourishing and healing.

However, what I didn’t expect was that after Cao’er learned, he studied for many years and relied on his understanding of the movement of meridian zhenqi to create a set of singular swordsmanship, specifically for the various weaknesses of the monks’ qi movement. As soft as water, it can kill people invisible.

But the Narcissus back then was okay. It was shot. As long as it wasn't overwhelming, he would always show mercy for three points. The swordsmanship has never made a breakthrough.

Until the Kun-Lai change six hundred years ago, under the great changes, the swordsmanship cultivation was completely transformed. After more than a hundred years of transformation, he broke through, and later joined the only disciple of the master to attack Li Xian several times. He wanted to take revenge for the teacher until he returned to the world. After the battle of Huanboshan, the old grievances were settled, and then they left Central Continent together and started anew.

"After Xizhou Kun-Lai was re-established, Cao'er had practiced for more than six hundred years. If her swordsmanship is all over, I am afraid that she will not be under An Xian." Ji Yunlai said to his apprentice.

"Is Master An Feng so good?" Feng Qingxiu couldn't help smiling thinking of her.

"An Xian, she was born for the sword." Ji Yun thought about it, and smiled and commented to his apprentice, "In fact, the way of cultivation is all within a single thought. Of course, many sword idiots in the world give up swords. There is nothing outside, but in the end, we have gone to extremes. We are human beings and we are asking for the truth. But if we abandon our hearts and minds, we will put the cart before the horse."

"According to the teacher, Master An Feng is suitable. Although she is immersed in kendo, she clearly understands what she wants. Her heart is not stained with dust, and she is pure as a child. It is the most suitable for cultivating," Feng Qingxiu agreed. This saying, "I'm afraid that it is the inner demon in her heart, and there is no gap to be found."

"No matter how nice it is, it's no use!" An Xian said coldly on the side, "You are going to fight, but you want to keep me behind!"

"Why is it the gatekeeper?" Feng Qingxiu looked serious, "There are countless wealth on the Feilai Peak, how can I give it up? Only if you stay guarded, Master and I can rest assured."

"Excuse!" An Xian said angrily, "Then you stay and I will go with the master and uncle!"

Feng Qingxiu immediately took off the smile on her face and said lightly: "Liquidated damages..."

"You..." An Xian was so angry that she wanted to hit someone, she wanted to learn a curse, and be a villain to pierce that little fairy.

The Lord of Kun-Lai just stroked the apprentice's head, and said to An Xian indifferently: "I have something to do with Xiaoqing, so stay here!"

Well, for the sake of the head...An Xian took a look at the little fairy and nodded.

So the headmaster left with his apprentice.

All the way south, seeing the magnificent mountains and rivers, the beautiful terraces, and the majestic rivers, Ji Yunlai recalled all the way to introduce the students to the scenic spots all the way, of course, the speed is not slow at all.

But in two days, they arrived at Yingdu.

When I left last time, it was still prosperous and beautiful, and the people lived in peace.

At this moment, it was cold and quiet, and the fog spread between the villages, blocking the sky.

The clouds are thick in the sky, but there is no rain falling. It just keeps the sun off, and occasionally passes through the village, but it is also barren. From time to time, you can see mortals like walking dead working in the fields and rivers, and you can see some sober people on the road. Fleeing quickly, wanting to leave this country like a ghost.

Ji Yunlai frowned slightly. He had also heard that the southern ghost mythical creatures were rampant, but although this is not directly under the three major doorsteps, it is also a country that has asked them for asylum. Why didn't he see a monk come to help?

Feng Qingxiu also had the same doubts, but his method was much simpler, just as soon as he stretched out his hand, he was already back and forth, grabbing a ghost with a golden core cultivation base, and then slightly released a little coercion.

The ghosts, souls, and souls are a natural fear of the outer-territory celestial demons. After being frightened, they said everything.

They are all ordinary ghosts here. They were taken to an abyss-like place by a group of cloaked people. They gathered the ghost energy of the yellow spring and taught the cultivation method. Soon they will have today's cultivation base. There are many ghosts like him. One wave after another, the Taiqing sent to encircle and suppress several times, but once killed, they made a comeback. After several rounds, the Taiqing sent a lot of losses, and this is not directly under his jurisdiction. Recently, there has been nothing wrong with the Taiqing faction. coming.

Hearing people angry, Ji Yunlai's eyebrows were slightly displeased.

Feng Qingxiu was also very upset. He was born in a remote city in Xizhou, but even if the land is sparsely populated, he has never seen such a tragedy. These ghosts have been ghosts for too long, have they been humans after forgetting them?

He threw away the ghost repair, and his right hand gradually converged one after another fierce sword intent. It was countless little brothers of the demon who were receiving the call of the great demon master.

Ji Yun saw his plan, nodded and said: "Then let's go."

He is just a piece of paper now, and he is far away from Feilaifeng's spiritual source, and he can't help Xiaoqing too much.

However, today's Xiaoqing doesn't really need his help anymore.

Some small regrets.

Feng Qingxiu took out the net and injected spiritual power, and a few rays of light soon appeared on the jade, converging in one place, in the southeast of the jade.

Net Jue can still be used as a guide when there is no net. He used this method when he went to expedition to the cloud universe, and it was very easy to use.

Following the guidance of the net, they soon came to a palace.

The palace is calm.

"It seems that it hasn't started yet, it's time to come." Ji Yunlai said with a light smile.

Feng Qingxiu listened to Master, watching from afar on the wall outside the palace, without going to help.

After about half an hour, there was an anger bursting into the sky. In the middle of the palace, a white line rose to the sky, penetrating and twisting the sky and clouds, revealing a clear blue sky. It was noon, and a beam of sunlight was casting. , Shrouded this quiet palace in the meantime.

As if shaking, and soon, countless ghosts came from all directions, banging, passing through the wall one after another, entering the main hall, wrapping the main hall as if immersed in black water, and flew to gather into a huge fierce spirit. Unscrupulously attracting the surrounding people.

Ji Yunlai waved his sleeves, and there was a curtain of water in front of her. On top of it was a fairy in white standing quietly in the court, standing with a sword, coldly facing the dozens of cloaks in front of her, and behind her, Dozens of Kun-Lai monks were being pointed at with swords, and they wanted her to be captured.

"In other words, do you want us to join?" White Narcissus asked coldly in the water curtain.

"Yes, you were my Daxuan servant in Kun-Lai in ancient times. Now as long as you obey me and sign the contract, you can get my Daxuan national destiny and become my Daxuan orthodoxy." The ghost repair leader said majesticly.

"The contract is useful?" Bai Narcissus sneered, Wu Zhan's blood contract was cruel, and in a blink of an eye, he was not alone and killed the second generation of Daxuan.

"You don't have to worry about this. It was the backlash of the national movement that gave some traitors a chance. This time, we won't do it again." The ghost repair leader said.

"Are you these people? Do you think these guys can stop me?" Bai Narcissus waved his sword, and several Gui Xiu couldn't help moving away.

"Presumptuous! You don't want the lives of your disciples?" That Gui Xiu was furious.

"No, I'll give it to you." Bai Narcissus said lightly.

"Don't regret it!" the leader said furiously, "Kill ten for me!"

Then his subordinates obeyed orders, and as soon as the ghost sword in his hand came out, they dropped the heads of the ten disciples in the front.

But when the head fell to the ground, it rolled on the ground and turned into a wooden head.

"You got fooled!" The ghost cultivators were amazed, how could this be possible, how could this be hidden from the ghosts of them? Obviously these puppets have spirits.

Dozens of ghosts floated slowly from the corpse, beckoning to them: "I'm very sorry, we are just working part-time, and staying in these avatars for a while."

"In that case, I don't bother to talk nonsense." Bai Narcissus smiled slightly, that smile was too malicious, and the several Hedao ghosts on the opposite side even took a step back at the same time, "Go back to where you should go! Stay! In the world, you are not worthy."

She lifted her fingertips and flicked the silver long sword hard.

A crisp sound, like the sound of water.

The silver sword light also spread with the water waves and rippling out.

The sun in the sky seemed to be wrapped by the sword intent, no longer falling into the ground, but spreading with the sword intent, as distant and indifferent as time flows, and the ghosts touched even had no room to escape.

The leader bitterly resisted for a moment, knowing that he was not a rival, and immediately retreated far away.

It's just too late, and it's too far away.

The bright yang energy was originally the enemy of ghosts. This sword light was weird. It permeated their body guard ghost energy and sent the deadliest pure sun light into their hearts and souls.

Like snow under the sun, it melted quickly.

Those ghosts could only take a few breaths, and there were not a few left. They were also seriously injured, and their souls were about to disperse. They were seen by a few cultivators who had emerged from nowhere. They took out the magic tools and put them away easily. .

"How is the harvest?" White Narcissus asked gently.

"This wave of losses!" The disciples looked pained, "They are all poor ghosts!"

"Really poor, nothing!" The disciples complained one after another.

"That's right, you just killed the only valuable ghost!"

"It's a big loss!"

"Blam me?" Bai Narcissus was furious, "Who took the ghost just now, that's mine!"

...

Feng Qingxiu couldn't help laughing.

The laughter was so familiar, the white Narcissus on the water curtain suddenly raised his head, and within a step, he had already walked in front of him, but his angry face instantly became gentle when he saw Ji Yun on the side.

"Brother, how is my swordsmanship?" The Narcissus asked shyly.

"Great progress." Ji Yun nodded in appreciation.

"You taught me well." The Narcissus said, she glanced at the little fairy, "I don't know what your nephew feels like? Why don't you give a sword and let the uncle give some pointers?"

Feng Qingxiu was silent, but her fingertips moved slightly, and the sword energy had already gathered to a critical point.

"Xiaoqing." Ji Yunlai said softly, "Let's show Master Shu a look."

Feng Qingxiu nodded, thought for a moment, and untied the hair rope that was tied to his wrist by the long hair of Master.

The invisible sword energy at the fingertips came out instantly.

It spreads to the end, twists the dark clouds, twists the dense fog, hundreds of millions of times, if there is wisdom, all ghosts will be killed, no matter the parasitic human body or the water, there is no escape, no one can escape, for a time, ghost Screaming screams, and the world is blue.

The ghost disaster that was plagued by countless people was easily eliminated by him, without a single sun pill.

In less than a moment, the endless sword energy returned to his fingers, and Feng Qingxiu calmly tied the hair rope back to his wrist, and said politely to the white Narcissus, "Uncle Master, please."

Bai Narcissus was stunned for a while.