Ji Shi

Wen Gu and Huang Ling fell into deep thought after seeing the white-bearded Immortal Shi's shocking "Ah", and asked in unison anxiously, "Who is it?"

"I suspect that he is Mrs. Qiao. Oh, why didn't I think of it beforehand!" The white-bearded immortal stood up in a hurry, took two steps outside, then turned back and said, "It's not right. The other side has not yet been determined." If you don’t know your identity, you’ll rush over here, if you make a mistake, won’t you be ridiculed as a frightened bird?”

Huang Ling leaned into Wen Gu's ear, and said with a smile, "I bet, Daxian must have said all his thoughts without knowing that he was thinking about it."

Wen Gu rolled his eyes at him, stepped forward and said, "Daxian, who is Qiao Mi?"

"He's not human." Baixu Daxian came back to his senses, "I'm not scolding him, he is indeed not human, he is a demon cultivator, maybe he is not a demon cultivator anymore. Calculate the time, he has cultivated for nearly 4000 years. Alas, blame him He used to be named Erming before, which made me careless for a while, but I didn’t expect him to change his name suddenly.”

Huang Ling said: "Er Ming, could it be possible that there is Da Ming and Xiao Ming?"

The white-bearded immortal said: "It comes from the word Qiao Xie, which means 'not cutting off the fetus and burning the young, but lawless'."

Wen Gu said: "Cultivating demons and cultivating Taoism is a small calamity of a hundred years and a great calamity of a thousand years. After three major calamities, one can ascend to immortality. How can there be 4000 years?"

"There are exceptions to everything. He has endured three catastrophes, but he is unwilling to ascend." To Qiao Xi, the White-bearded Immortal obviously didn't want to say more.

Huang Ling couldn't understand: "Then why is he cultivating demons?"

"If I were to describe his actions in one sentence, I'm afraid only 'fear that the world will not be chaotic' would be appropriate." The White-bearded Immortal sighed, "He likes to sow dissension and cause disputes by pretending to be others, but he rarely shows up. If Yan Yao has another master messenger behind the scenes, in terms of purpose and means, it is indeed consistent with him. Such a handwriting, such a method, alas! I should have thought of it long ago!"

Huang Ling said: "The Great Immortal has been talking about it for a long time, but he still hasn't said what Qiao Mu's alias is?"

Wen Gu had a flash of inspiration: "Weng Yuqiao?" If Weng Yuqiao was behind the scenes, then Zhao Ming's choice to strike at Hope Base was not accidental but premeditated.This is a series of tricks, Zhao Ming kills him, Weng Yuqiao robs people!

"How can you be sure that Zhong Shihuang will not be in danger?"

Immortal Baibeard frowned tightly, and said after a while: "I'm not sure."

Wen Gu ran away.

The white-bearded immortal stopped Wen Gu, who was about to fly into the sky, and asked, "Where do you want to go?"

"Find someone."

"If the opportunity has not come, you will find it in vain!"

Wen Gu asked anxiously: "Is there nothing to do without opportunities? Can't create opportunities without opportunities?"

The white-bearded immortal looked at him in surprise.

Wen Gu said: "Since you also think what I said makes sense, don't stop me."

"I don't think what you said makes sense, but what you said is very similar to Qiao Xie's back then." Baixu Daxian closed his eyes, and he could still think of the person who knelt in front of Dayan Mountain and scolded Tiandao full of hatred.

Wen Gu's face turned black, like eating flies.

"Since Qiao Xie intervenes, the fate may change. I'll do the math again, don't be impatient, and come back in a few days." The White-bearded Immortal turned to leave, but was held back by Wen Gu.

Wen Gu looked at him suspiciously: "Don't you know the past and the future just by moving your divine mind?"

"..." Fortunately, the white-bearded fairy's face was hidden behind his beard, so Wen Gu couldn't see his stiffness.

Wen Gu moved and said: "Thank you." No matter whether the Baibeard Daxian was worried about being able to complete the task or about Zhong Shihuang, he was willing to remember this feeling.

The White Bearded Immortal was at a loss.

Immortal Baibeard said it would be two days, but Yan Yao couldn't wait for a moment.The red mist gradually shrinks into a cube with a square of [-] meters, and its color is bright red, as if it has been painted, like a solid.

All the immortals formed a circle and surrounded it as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Yan Yao's laughter came out from the red mist: "Today I will show you my methods!"

The red cube burst suddenly, and the huge thrust was like a hurricane, sweeping away the immortals!

Wen Gu thrust his long sword into the ground, grabbed Huang Ling with one hand, and held on firmly, but his feet gradually left the ground, and his body fluttered like a banner.

Holding the jade cup in Huang Ling's hand, his face was red. After a while, the jade cup shattered, and his last son was swept into the red mist and disappeared in an instant.He is just a Taoist cultivator and has not yet become a fairy, so the pressure he is under is evident.

"Thank you fellow immortals for coming to Kunlun to help out!"

The soft and solemn voice penetrated the red mist and was sent to the ears of the immortals.

At the same time, several streaks of clear light struck from behind Wen Gu, temporarily weakening Hong Wu's thrust.

Wen Gu didn't dare to be negligent, pulled Huang Ling to his back, let him hug him, freed his left hand and pulled out a bronze sword that was discarded many years ago, inserted it into the ground, raised the twilight sea Cangyue with his right hand, and drew a golden light, Divide the red mist into two!

Nearby, there are also a few golden lights flashing.

Wen Gu took the opportunity to send the immortal energy over there, connected with other immortals, formed a boundary formation, and trapped the red mist in the middle that would not be able to disperse in the future.

Through the joint efforts of all the immortals, Hong Wu was once again trapped in the center.

Yan Yao was anxious and angry: "Whoever is going to die, report the name!"

"Kunlun, Qingzhan."

Hearing these four words, Wen Gu's heart thumped twice, and he couldn't help turning his head.A young man in green robes fell from the sky, and a pair of colorful wings spread out from behind him. Against the backdrop of his stunning face, it was impossible to look directly at it, just like the appearance in memory.

Yan Yao was taken aback when he heard the words, and said "you" a few times before straightening his tongue: "Didn't you go to the magic island?"

Qingzhan said: "There are guests at home, how can I be absent?"

"Since you are coming to die, I will let you die happily." Although Yan Yao's mouth is hard, anyone can tell that he is strong on the outside but hard on the inside.

"I would like to know, who would dare?!" Following the shout, a dark cloud seven or eight feet long and three or four feet wide blew from the east, stopped above Qingzhan's head, and rushed straight into the red mist middle.

Yan Yao yelled: "Yan Hua! As a devil, you actually help Daoist cultivators!"

It took the dark cloud to turn half a stick of incense in the red mist before it came out calmly. The color of the red mist was much darker than before, and Yan Yao's words just now were also shouted weakly.

A figure slowly descended from the dark clouds, with black clothes and black hair, peerless elegance.Although he doesn't have the unparalleled appearance of Qingzhan, he has a submissive demeanor in his gestures.

When the immortals saw Yan Hua, they all frowned, and looked away.

Yan Yao was still yelling: "Yanhua, you are the big devil, you should be on my side. These gods and Taoist cultivators can't tolerate you, otherwise Qingzhan wouldn't follow you overseas. You are now with me Kill them, and there will be no one in the world to stop you."

Yan Hua sneered and said, "It didn't exist in the first place."

Qingzhan said: "Yan Yao, the road to cultivating demons is already difficult, so why increase the number of murders? Even if demonic energy dominates the world, so what if the world is driven by you? In the end, it will be doomed."

"Thunder Jie has long been unable to do anything to me! I don't want to cultivate to become a fairy, I just want to be a devil in the world, and drive mortals like pigs and dogs!"

Qingzhan said: "All things generate and restrain each other, do you really think you are invincible?"

"With the tripod of heaven and earth in your hands, why be afraid of it?"

Yan Hua listened to Qingzhan talking to him for a long time, and was already extremely dissatisfied. Hearing this, he hugged Qingzhan, ignored other people's eyes, waved a dark cloud, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Wen Gu was still in a daze, so he heard Huang Ling behind him let out a long sigh of relief and said, "As expected of the chief seat of Kunlun, even Yan Hua bows to him."

It's more than just bowing your head and obeying your ears, it's basically... a deep love between husband and wife, right?

They obviously didn't make any big moves, but for some reason, Wen Gu's heart skipped a beat, and he missed Zhong Shihuang who didn't know where he was.

Zhong Shihuang crossed his knees and closed his eyes, the devilish energy in his body rampaging through the meridians domineeringly, causing him to be so painful that he almost passed out several times, which was completely different from the exercises taught to him by Wen Gu, but he persisted every time.

Weng Yuqiao's expression was very clear when he said that, he was serious.If you really resist death and don't practice, you will really die.

He doesn't want to die.

At least, he was unwilling to die before hearing Wen Gu's explanation!

Thinking of this, another sharp pain came from the heart and the soles of the feet. Zhong Shihuang clenched his teeth tightly, not daring to relax at all, for fear that if he relaxed, he would be unable to bear it and wanted to die.

"If you still desert while practicing, you will die in vain."

Weng Yuqiao appeared in front of him, lowered his head and stared at him for a while, seeing that he really couldn't stand it this time, he showed joy on his face: "The devil is dead, his soul is gone, and he won't even have reincarnation."

"You are already a demon cultivator."

"No matter how powerful Wen Gu is, he can't save you."

"What should I do? It seems that the last time you met was a farewell."

Zhong Shihuang's mouth was full of bloody smell, but the Lingtai was extremely clear, the demonic energy in his body gradually shrank, and the pain was eased.

Weng Yuqiao stared at his face from blue to white, from white to red, and the corners of his mouth slowly collapsed, "Do you want to hold on for a while? Well, good luck."

Wen Gu and Huang Ling went back to the cave they found before Baixu Daxian to rest. As soon as they entered the cave, they saw two uninvited guests whispering to each other... Strictly speaking, one leaned over to talk, and the other lowered his head to listen.

Hearing the movement, the one who spoke raised his head in dissatisfaction, but the one who listened smiled slightly.

"Master Qingzhan!" Wen Gu and Huang Ling hurriedly saluted.Even though Qingzhan hadn't ascended yet, his nearly 3000 years of cultivation, prestige, and virtue made Wen Gu look up to him.

Qingzhan stood up and waved the two of them up, and said with a smile: "Please don't be too polite. The two of you have come from afar to help me in Kunlun. Qingzhan should thank you." As he said, he actually saluted .

Wen Gu and Huang Ling stepped aside.

Qingzhan looked at Huang Ling and said after a long time, "I don't know if this is..."

Huang Ling said, "I'm Penglai Huang Ling."

Qingzhan was stunned, Yan Hua beside him had already stretched out his hand to grab his neck, dragged him to the front, and said coldly: "Where is the evildoer, how dare you fool me?!"

"Wait." Qingzhan pressed Yan Hua's hand and released Huang Ling, "There may be a misunderstanding."

Seeing him, Huang Ling was dripping with cold sweat, and it took him a long time before he whispered, "I'm not Huang Ling."

Wen Gu: "..."