Master is tempting, come to my disciple's arms

Perhaps it was because of his own over-concern and anticipation, or perhaps it was because the trajectory of fate always lurked in this disaster, coupled with the various future variables predicted in the astrology chart, Feng Ximu deeply felt what it meant to resist ineffectively.

Even if precautions are taken, the consequences remain the same.

"Ah..." The blue-haired man bowed his head and sighed, his face full of melancholy.

The responsibility of subduing Taowu was forced upon him by Heaven, so when he heard about Taowu, his emotions fell to the bottom.

The demon beast with unknown origins happens to have an unclear relationship with him. He could have provoked anyone else but had to have an unspeakable relationship with Taowu.

Feng Ximu no longer made things difficult for himself. A blue light flashed, and the huge prototype flapped its wings magnificently and flew out towards the cave entrance.

He was going to find a good friend to get drunk and relieve his sorrow.

The celestial phenomena in the world of cultivation were affected by Bai Luoli's personal affairs. The super-class cultivators of Sanqing Sect concentrated their minds and used their unique secret methods to try to uncover the cause of the celestial phenomena.

He would not believe the half-knowledge of the truth even if he was struck to death by lightning. The lines on his palms clearly revealed the general information to him. The key location: the demon world. The key person: the demon lord and the demon queen. The key identity: the demon queen is a cultivator.

He could no longer comprehend more detailed information, and because he had seen through the secrets, the punishment came naturally.

There was a loud bang on the steep cliff, and rocks rolled down.

The ground was filled with smoke and dust.

The cultivators who were whipped by the heavenly punishment not only had their cultivation level reduced by half, but they couldn't even make a sound.

Such unusual noises naturally alarmed the elders and disciples within a radius of fifty kilometers, including Wu Zi and Zhao Dushan.

The mountains are majestic and steep, with an incredible height, with clouds above and wilderness below. Even the foothills of Sanqing Mountain are not visible within a radius of 50 kilometers.

The elders led a large group of disciples from the sect and rushed over in a serious manner. At first they thought that a cultivator with a high level of cultivation was going through a tribulation, but how could they not know about the thunder of the tribulation? Not knowing the inside story, they changed their minds and thought that there was a flaw in the mountain protection formation, and thus they were caught by the enemy in one fell swoop.

After rushing to the scene in a threatening manner and taking a closer look, they found that the so-called foreign enemies were nothing more than "domestic thieves" in a mocking manner.

The super-class cultivator who was lying face up in the pit was none other than the wandering Taoist Wu Zi had met many years ago when he was traveling in the mountains.

His hair was disheveled, his face was darker than the ash at the bottom of a pot, and the clan robe on his body covered his key parts in a clumsy manner. There were clouds of white smoke rising from his head.

Since it was not a strong enemy attacking, Wu Zi rolled his eyes slightly and gestured for everyone to do what they should do. The Baipao elders led the Baipao disciples who had already taken an attacking stance and left in disappointment.

Zhao Dushan was neither going nor leaving, and awkwardly asked his master for his opinion, only to receive a blunt reply: "Don't you understand the master's gestures?"

The boy's embarrassment began to take shape. The master himself was an old and confused man, and he called him in a hurry, but when he arrived, he sent him away without saying a word. Didn't the master know that teenage monks would also have a rebellious period?

After paying his respects reluctantly, Zhao Dushan left in disappointment.

Ever since Wu said that, he has been facing his disciples with the back of his plump, black head, and all his thoughts are on the man stuck in the mud pit.

The power of the heavenly thunder was indeed devastating. It was neither a tribulation nor a cultivation, but a pure punishment from the heavenly thunder. The problem was indeed something serious.

San Dao's voice disappeared, and he could only use the flexibility of his fingers to remind the other party: I am not silent on purpose, but I have become mute and cannot speak now.

After seeing him making a bunch of random gestures, the other party nodded for some unknown reason and carried him out of the pit.

It doesn’t matter if you can’t speak, at least you can write.

Why did the thunder punish me without reason? What exactly happened can be well answered on paper.

The landslide state does not pose any danger. The most urgent task is to replenish his internal strength and spiritual energy. Internal injuries are more difficult to heal than external injuries. The damage caused by heavenly thunder to the outside is not so obvious. The most acute damage is reflected inside the human body. His spiritual roots do not focus on the thunder element, because the thunder spiritual power brought by the heavenly thunder is all entrenched around his spiritual roots, which is harmful to his own innate single spiritual root.

Zhou Wen slept for as long as Baili Qi had been gone. In view of the irresponsible behavior of the couple and the fact that Liu Han's headache could not be relieved or cured for the time being, he angrily ordered Li Yijing to break the ban on Zhou Wen's bedroom. When he saw Zhou Wen and Baili Qi, he would educate them personally.

How can there be such a reckless and indifferent leader? You can sit in a high position at will, with a status above everyone else, and the power of life and death at your disposal.

The Yu Tu Sect did not receive any benefits at all.

The more Liu Han thought about it, the angrier he got. The angrier he got, the more itchy his head felt, and the itchier it felt, the more painful it felt.

Yuan Nuansheng, that good-for-nothing, has been looking for Yue Longjing for so long but hasn't found her yet. He has no choice but to go to Yuelan City in person.

After getting Yue Longjing, the first thing he did when he returned to the sect was to throw Yuan Nuansheng, this vase, into the underwater prison. Now, what he said was like air that went in one ear and out the other, and one by one, they were disobeying him and doing the opposite.

Liu Han, who was full of anger, put his hands on his hips and paced back and forth impatiently to calm himself down.

In order to complete the task assigned by his master, Li Yijing did not give the people inside any chance to buffer. He placed his palm on the restriction set up at the door, forcing the spiritual energy in his body to gather in his palm. With a slight force of his five fingers, the entire soundless and airtight restriction shattered due to the stress.

"Who?" A stern question came from the inner room, belonging to Baili Qi.

"It's me, Li Yijing."

The man kept talking but he never stopped walking.

Baili Qi hurriedly tidied his clothes and pulled open the hanging bed curtains. He had just returned from Jiyue Mountain, and fortunately he returned in time and quickly.

It's just that his clothes were not decent enough. Xu Luoge heard that he had sneaked out from Yu Tu Sect, so he used up a lot of his own spiritual power to create a magic circle connecting the passage between the two mountains and sent him back.

If he had been a step later, the affair between him and Xu Luoge would have been exposed to everyone.

He has yet to successfully regain his position as the suzerain, and his reputation must not be damaged by a rekindled relationship.

He truly loves Xu Luoge, and he truly wants Yu Tu Zong. He will not give up either of them because of a trade-off.

A face full of spring passion came into Li Yijing's sight. Her eyes seemed to be covered with early spring dew, and gentle waves rippled in her eyes.

The Sect Leader's wife is a practical person who does what she says. I don't know if my senior brother's health will be able to keep up the good work in the long run.

Baili Qi responded to his blatantly greedy look with a cold glare. Liu Gan regarded him as a thorn in his flesh and wished that anything bad would happen to him. His disciples disobeyed their orders and openly coveted his beauty.

Two people with two extreme personalities cannot sleep in the same bed.

A master can teach people to do the exact opposite.

If the upper beam is crooked, the lower beams will be crooked too. It's time to completely shatter the arrogance in my heart that looks down on him.

Baili Qi understood the whole story. Apart from Liu Chan, who would order his disciples to do such a boring thing and who else would be as tasteless as him?

The clues that were deliberately hidden returned to normal after Li Yijing left. Zhou Wen opened her eyes at the moment Baili Qi turned his head.

The gathering of clarity and brightness replaced the hazy and vague atmosphere, and the hazy external objects were injected with colorful souls, making the colorful and dead objects suddenly become vivid and lively.

He had never been to this bedroom before. Where was his master? Where was his master? And who was this person? A man or a woman? Although it was rare to see a man with a lack of masculinity, Zhou Wen was devoted to the Tao. No one could shake his deep-rooted determination to ascend to the Tao. Those who achieved the Tao were not tainted by the secular world.

The handsome man had narrow eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose were wet with pink. His peach lips, which looked like they were watered by sweet rain, were more attractive than a waist that could be held in one hand. Those who saw him couldn't help but want to hold them in their mouths and suck and lick them. With his memory blurred, he moved his sticky lips and after a few struggles, he asked in confusion: "Who are you?"