After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

Wuniu Zhenren, as his name suggests, is tall and strong, with a silly smile on his face.

As soon as he entered the door, he held up his hands and apologized, "Xiaomen Xiaopai did not treat me well, please forgive me!"

Finally, he fixed his eyes on Guan Yan, "It's all someone's fault. I missed such a good candidate for body training!"

Ever since she entered the Immortal Sword Sect, Guan Yan has been doing the roughest jobs, eating the worst food, and has hardly been looked at by anyone.

The great ambition and arrogance he had in his early years have been destroyed and nothing is left.

Now being stared at by Zhenren Wu Niu, who had always wanted to be his disciple, Guan Yan felt a little at a loss.

"I've seen a real person!"

Under Ye Lige's encouraging eyes, he finally walked out.

"Hahaha, okay, okay, let me ask you, would you like to become my disciple?"

Guan Yan raised her head in flattery. If time could go back to the second before she was taken away by Da Hei, she would not hesitate even if she was the most ordinary disciple of Body Forging Peak.

At least at that time, what people valued was her qualifications and her person.

Now, no matter how sincere Wuniu Zhenren is, it is all because of her family Ge'er, and she may have some agenda.

Then she thought sincerely: What if, like Ye Zhen, she falls in love with her Ge'er's carriage?

After going through it, being hurt and hurting, Guan Yan is more awake than ever.

If you want to succeed in cultivation, other than hugging her Ge'er's thigh tightly, you can't think of anything else, so don't think too much about it!

"Thank you for your love, Master, I just want to be with my sister!"

Zhang Xianzhen didn't insist too much, he just said that he should respect her opinion in a good-natured way, and he was honest and kind like the elder next door.

From beginning to end, Ye Lige was smiling and looked like he wasn't worried at all.

She has confidence in Guan Yan. Although she is not smart enough, she is willing to listen to her.

The only time he was disobedient was when he made a big idea and left with Ye Zhen.

As a result, he was transferred to the Immortal Sword Sect, where he was delayed for seven or eight years. His cultivation level barely increased, and he felt regretful.

Master Wu Niu seemed to really regret it, and he stamped his feet repeatedly: "Alas, a certain person has always wanted to find a disciple to pass on his mantle, but unexpectedly, the destined person is in the sect, but we have no chance to meet him."

Master Zhang Xian was too lazy to watch his pretense and took the opportunity to leave.

Although Ye Lige likes to watch the excitement, she doesn't want to put herself in danger.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, and a rich man cannot sit in the hall.

The battle between Huashen Daojun and Yinzhi was not something that a small base-builder like her could get involved in.

The moment the gorgeous Qingjiao carriage left the Immortal Sword Sect, Master Wu Niu let out an almost inaudible sigh of relief with his head half bowed.

Based on his past life experiences, Ye Lige did not believe that the tragedy of the Immortal Sword Sect's destruction in the previous life was entirely caused by Yin Zheng.

If it is a zombie puppet with unopened spiritual intelligence and a chaotic mind, it is nothing more than the founder of the Immortal Sword Sect. Since his spiritual intelligence is not weak, how can he personally destroy the sect he founded?

Therefore, she invited Hu Qingge from the Corpse Refining Sect, followed by the Corpse Refining Old Demon from the God Transformation Realm.

"Yi Zi, I'm here!"

As soon as he left the Immortal Sword Sect, he met Hu Qingge who was looking around.

Ye Lige jumped off the carriage and obediently stepped forward to greet him, "I've met my senior!"

The old corpse-refining demon raised his chin coldly, "Well, my Qingge is crying and making trouble to find you. What can I, the master, do?"

Hu Qingge laughed angrily, "Master, why don't you say that you covet the opportunity of silver stiffness that Ye Zi mentioned?"

Silver Zombie is a disaster for most people, but it is a rare opportunity for the old corpse-refining demon.

The corpse-refining old demon glared: "Evil disciple, do you talk to my master like this?"

Ye Lige: "Senior, can you lend me a moment to speak?"

After putting on the protective restraint, the corpse-refining old demon suddenly turned down his face and said, "Junior, you tried every possible means to plot against Ah Qing and lure this Taoist Lord here. What are your intentions?"

Ye Lige tilted her head and smiled obediently, "The senior has wronged the junior!"

"Hmph!" The corpse-refining old demon had a good impression of Ye Lige. Otherwise, how could he have brought Hu Qingge here?

Ye Lige succinctly explained the black hole in the Immortal Sword Gate, and finally said: "When I left, there was a Master Wuniu from the Immortal Sword Gate to say goodbye, and my spirit beast smelled the devil's breath on him!"

If the shadow demon takes the opportunity to cause trouble, the righteous people in the cultivation world will definitely put the blame on the corpse-refining old demon afterwards.

Not only did it allow the real culprit to escape, it might also have raised the Shadow Demon and given him time to grow up.

The old corpse-refining demon stared at Ye Lige intently. Does this child know what she is talking about?

Ye Lige spread his hands indifferently, "Our Jiang family is going to hold a celebration for the transformation of our ancestors into gods. Is it okay if I ask Senior Aqing?"

The celebration of the transformation of the Taoist Master is a great opportunity for the young monks to establish the foundation. Naturally, the corpse-refining old demon will not object.

Xiao Ke: "Little Fairy, what will this senior do?"

Ye Lige smiled lightly: "Don't worry, even though he is labeled as a demon, he is not a real demon cultivator."

These seniors who stand at the top of the pyramid in the world of cultivation will be more thoughtful and perfect than she thought.

Compared with Xiao Ke, Ye Lige grew up in the Demon Quan Sect in his previous life and understands better than anyone else that these sects with the prefix "Demon" in the Western Demon Region treat monsters just like Tao sects, taking the overall situation into consideration.

Therefore, as soon as Ye Lige and the others left, the old corpse-refining demon sent several communication talismans one after another.

The Taoist Transformation God was extremely fast, and it didn't take him long to catch up with the two of them.

Taojun Lanjie from the Yinghua Sect, and two Nascent Soul Lords from a nearby sect.

These people were carefully selected by the corpse-refining old demon. They are not only friends of the corpse-refining demon. The most important thing is that Taojun Lanjie has Lei Linggen, and the domain he has cultivated in the Nascent Soul stage is specialization The thunder field that defeats the demons is the nemesis of monsters.

The other two Nascent Soul Lords, one possesses strange fire, and the other is surprisingly sensitive to monsters.

"Hahaha, these old friends are always so nice!"

The old corpse-refining demon said: "It's very good. It tastes great when you eat it, and your body will be in better shape!"

Taoist Master Lan Jie: "I offended the Qi family, I thought you would shrink back in the future!"

The corpse-refining old demon snorted coldly, "What we as cultivators pay attention to is to act willfully.

It's rare for everyone to get together. Come, come, I'll be your host and keep everyone drunk! "

Taojun Lanjie clapped his hands and laughed: "The monkey wine you made last time was pretty good!"

The corpse-refining old demon shook his head helplessly, "It's the filial piety of my good disciple!"

After coming out of the secret realm of Wuwang Mountain, Ye Lige left many good things to Hu Qingge, including several jars of monkey wine obtained from the old monkey king.

The stuff was good stuff, but Hu Qingge's cultivation level was too low, so in the end he had to take advantage of his master, the corpse-refining demon.

One of the Nascent Soul Masters said: "There is a wine shop in Daoyizongfang City. The supply of monkey wine sold there has always been in short supply. Last time, my disciple bought two jars and presented them to me like a treasure."

The corpse-refining demon had an inexplicable feeling that the wine shop was related to the little girl from the Jiang family who had just left.

Just as he was thinking about consulting with his disciple and going through the back door to buy some, he suddenly saw a thick black air rising from the direction of the Immortal Sword Sect.

"Yeah, what happened there?"

How is it so coincidental?

Taojun Lan Jie's face suddenly turned ugly. After cultivating to this level, he still couldn't see what his aura was.

"No, we have to go take a look!"

The old corpse-refining demon began to squirm, "That's not good, after all, there are differences between Dao demons!"

Another True Lord smiled and said: "The Immortal Sword Sect is in decline, and the only Taoist Lord who transforms into gods is still in retreat."

If you can help, please help!

The old corpse-refining demon who was a showman opened his arms in a righteous manner: "Oh, for the sake of the common people, for the world, and for the weak disciples of the Immortal Sword Sect, if I don't go, who can?"