Everyone is crazy about it, the magic cultivator is reborn into the love brain script

"Wait!"

Jiang Xuan put on the autopilot talisman and barely caught up with Jiang Yuanke.

Sect Leader Jiang was also surprised when he saw Jiang Xuan's figure suddenly sticking to his side.

This disciple's sword-wielding skills have almost reached this level!

"Master Jiang, let's go find the disciples of Wuqing Dao and ask them to come and explode the illusion so that we can rescue Senior Brother Wan and the others."

Jiang Xuan explained his plan in a few words, and Jiang Yuanke calmed down and put his sword on the side of the road.

Jiang Yuanke: "Then let's go to Zhongcui Mountain immediately"

The people who caught up behind them were all a little tired, especially the disciples who had just escaped from the illusion. Fang Jinwei and Song Biechen were leaning against their own junior sister, with their eyelids almost touching each other and unable to open.

Liu Rumo was calm and noticed that there was some blood on Jiang Xuan's dark collar.

"Give me one of your talismans, I'll be back in a moment."

He lifted up the jade folding fan lightly, turned his wrist, and looked at Jiang Xuan calmly, making her feel as if she was seen through.

[Don’t show off]

The look in his eyes clearly expressed these four words.

Jiang Xuan looked away, lowered his head to hide his guilty expression, and took out an automatic driving talisman from his arms.

Pei Muqing: "This talisman... Master, you are old, please be careful when flying the sword."

As soon as Senior Brother Pei finished speaking, a bullet hit him on the head.

Liu Rumo: "Go away, Master is in good health."

He took the talisman calmly and confidently, looked at it carefully, and his eyes twitched for a moment.

Only Jiang Xuan could come up with the talisman that draws all spiritual power to increase the speed of sword-riding.

Then, would a cultivator like him who is in the late Mahayana stage fly out all of a sudden?

Liu Rumo pinched the talisman between her jade fingers and tentatively placed it on the sword.

The green shirt floated as fast as a cloud rolled up by a strong wind.

Jiang Xuan only felt his nose tip lightly brush against the incense that Liu Rumo often used, and in just a moment, it disappeared into the air.

Chen You: "Wow...it's flying so fast..."

Jiang Yuanke squinted his eyes and saw clearly the small dot in the sky. It was Liu Rumo who was among the crowd just now.

On the other side, on a long sword at the edge of the sky—

Liu Rumo, whose cheeks were hurt by the strong wind, was trying his best to steady himself with a folding fan.

The spiritual power like raging waves was completely drawn and transferred into the sword.

He was thinking about Zhongcui Mountain in his mind, and in just a moment, he arrived at the gate of Wuqing Taoist.

There is snow all year round in Zhongcui Mountain. The snowflakes fell on Liu Rumo's eyelashes, but he felt that he could see more clearly.

Jiang Xuan said that he wanted a group of disciples to burst the illusion, which was indeed feasible, but to be on the safe side, Liu Rumo decided to pack up all the people from Wuqing Dao and take them away.

Rong Jue, the leading disciple of Wuqing Dao, stood at the mountain pass with a calm look on his face. Behind him followed a group of disciples dressed in white.

The wind and snow were silent, and they almost merged into one with the world.

"Master Liu, we have been waiting here for a long time."

Liu Rumo put away his folding fan, thinking that Rong Jue entered the world of cultivation a year younger than him, but his temperament was like that of an old man, and his emotions were terrifyingly stable.

Perhaps because he was used to playing around with Jiang Xuan's disciples, Liu Rumo never acted like a leader. He was more like the big brother who took the lead in running wild among the disciples.

"Okay, let's go together."

Liu Rumo didn't dwell on how Wuqing Dao knew the news in advance. The connection between that group of disciples and spiritual power and the Heavenly Dao was very mysterious, and he didn't understand it clearly when he was a personal disciple.

After his fellow junior brothers and sisters died in battle, he also came to find the people from Wuqing Dao, wanting to see if there was any way to resurrect the people from Suiyi Sect.

Rong Jue just gave him a cup of tea, and then said unclearly: "There is a way, but not now."

That was how Liu Rumo, who was immersed in hatred and blinded by the deep blood feud, turned Zhongcui Mountain upside down.

That year, he left Zhongcui Mountain and went to Xuanyue Sect, and that’s when he talked to Yueying—

[I want you, the Xuan Yue Sect, to pay with your lives]

This sentence.

Liu Rumo slowly calmed down over time.

He cannot die yet as he still has to support Suiyi Sect. At least he has to wait until the former leader comes out of seclusion before he can apologize.

But after Jiang Xuan came, Liu Rumo's own thoughts changed a lot.

Perhaps it was because he saw someone living so freely and unrestrainedly in front of him that Liu Rumo also wanted to settle the grudge quickly.

He is still the young and energetic Senior Brother Liu from back then.

Having said that, Liu Rumo still felt a little embarrassed when he suddenly saw the people from Wuqingdao.

After all, he destroyed Zhongcui Mountain without saying a word back then. Although the people of the Wuqing Dao have no emotions of joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and probably don't hold grudges, this matter still cannot be let off by him.

"Sorry, I'm sorry"

Liu Rumo used his luck to summon a flying beast, and when he asked the Wuqing Dao disciples to come up, he said these words to Rong Jue.

Rong Jue's face was slightly stunned, as if he was recalling what happened. His eyes floated in the air and he just nodded slightly.

"No problem"

The pure white clothes were scattered on the goose's back, like a layer of light snow falling.

Liu Rumo adjusted the lucky charm and attached the self-driving spell to Lingyan's neck.

The snow also suddenly flew up.

The disciples of the Merciless Dao would not scream or panic, but would quickly calm down and sit firmly again, which was the complete opposite of Wan Lingyun.

Those from Yuanshan Sect tried Jiang Xuan's autopilot talisman for the first time, and they cursed in mid-air so loudly that it could be heard even across the sea.

Rong Jue pinched the corner of his pure white clothes and his brows drooped.

It turned out that the offense that Sect Leader Liu was talking about was due to this incident.

When the master came back with his men, Jiang Xuan had already quickly taken a nap leaning against Song Biechen.

Senior Sister Song had a faint fragrance all over her body and it was very comfortable to hold her in his arms. Jiang Xuan soon fell asleep while Senior Sister stroked his head.

It’s just that the expressions on the faces of a few brothers from Suiyi Sect nearby weren’t very pleasant.

Liu Rumo came back with Bai Funfen's Wuqing Dao disciples. When they flipped down from Lingyan, the Wuqing Dao people behind them were tidying up their clothes.

Pei Muqing leaned close to Jiang Xuan's ear and said, "They are all wearing white, like a group of geese."

Jiang Xuan pressed down the corners of his mouth and pushed his senior brother with his elbow.

Rong Jue, the powerful and ruthless leader of the Wuqing Sect, remained calm and composed. There was a faint red mole between his eyebrows. He had never seen Jiang Xuan before, but he recognized her at first sight.

"Junior sister Jiang Xuan, I am the master of the Mountain Appearance Technique. Nice to meet you."

Watching the standard bow on the opposite side, Jiang Xuan rolled his eyes twice and looked at Xue Zhe for help.

Xue Zhe sighed, took two steps at a time and walked to Jiang Xuan's side, clasped his hands and bowed.

Jiang Xuan followed suit and performed a not-so-standard salute with the left and right parts completely reversed.

"Brother Rong Jue, I am Jiang Xuan from Suiyi Sect. Nice to meet you."

Rong Jue had a distant smile on his face, his eyes were a little gray due to the lack of emotion, and his gaze towards Jiang Xuan was always gentle. Even if he stared at him for a little longer, it did not make people feel offended at all.

It is just like a piece of snow between heaven and earth, growing among all things in nature, without any human feeling at all.