Guide to Cats in Xiuxianjie

There were seven Taoist cultivators outside the palace, and they all stood at the place where Ye Huaijiu was attacked, with a stone tablet engraved with Zi Zun hall standing next to it.

"Senior Brother Shuo Xue actually came in person." The visitor was wearing a dark blue robe with his natal star embroidered on it, holding a wooden sword similar to Su Jing's in his hand, except that his wooden sword was lighter in color. Almost silver.

Ling Sangzhu nodded to the man, "The disciples are here, and the head nephew is worried, so I will come over to see, what does Junior Brother Xingqi mean?" Ling Sangzhu has a good attitude towards Daoist Xingqi, see It seems that the two are very familiar, but after nodding with the other five people, there is no other communication.

Master Xingqi glanced at Ling Sangzhu speechlessly, "Suoxue, it's been a long time since we met, why don't you just treat me as a tool?"

Although he said so, the movement of the real Xingqi's hands was not slow, he took out the astrolabe and walked to Ling Sangzhu's side, "Look, this star is dark."

Ling Sangzhu glanced at Master Xingqi, "Say something quickly."

"Huh, I don't understand the style." Master Xingqi put away the astrolabe, "The formation will be broken, even if we seal the outside this time, the inside will still be broken."

"I know, let's get to the point." Ling Sangzhu looked at the black fog spreading around Zizun Hall, which was much less than the black fog in the back hall of Zichen Hall.

Master Xingqi rolled his eyes, "At the beginning, the Tianbei faction was renamed Tianbei Mansion because the treasure of the town faction was corroded by the devil energy, and felt that it could not bear the responsibility of the ten factions. If he changed his name to Moxiu, wouldn't he go find them because they belong to ten sects and fourteen sects?"

"At least for now, Tianbei Mansion is the only sect with a broken treasure, and it has not been approached by the demon cultivator." Ling Sangzhu said: "Although the name change does not have much effect, the name engraved on the treasure is also the formation method. A part of it, the disciples in the sect are one of the sources of power for the treasure.”

Master Xingqi nodded, "That's true, but there are no cultivators in the formations of the mortal world except for the treasures. Once the treasure is broken, there is no other way. The mortals can't resist the demonic energy erosion. I watch the royal family His imperial aura is simply not enough to suppress the devilish aura."

"What if the Human Emperor's Sword is here?" Ling Sangzhu remembered that Ye Huaijiu said that they had found the Human Emperor's Sword, but the sword body was broken and the sword soul was also lost.

Master Xingqi seemed to have heard some big joke, "Don't be joking, the five ancient artifacts, only the Zishuang Sword and the Golden Halberd are still intact. I don't know what the number one artifact is. I don't know what it is. I've heard of it, but the Renhuang sword ranked third has been broken long ago, and there is no trace of it."

Because of the presence of outsiders, Ling Sangzhu did not mention that several young people found the Renhuang Sword. He gave Reverend Xing Qi a meaningful look. All the young disciples of the Astrology School knew the location of the Renhuang Sword, but he, an elder, did not know. ?He pretended to be garlic clearly, and he deserved to be a magic stick.

As soon as the others wanted to talk to Ling Sangzhu, they saw several people in black robes gradually approaching, so they could only pick up the weapons in their hands and push back the thoughts of reminiscing about the past.

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The battle between Ye Huaijiu and the black-robed woman had reached a fever pitch. With the help of Silver Moon Whip and Zi Lei, the black-robed woman was finally knocked down and lost her ability to move. clean up.

Walking to the side of the black-robed woman, Ye Huaijiu wrapped his long whip around the woman's neck to interrogate her, but found that the figure of the black-robed woman gradually became blurred, "Little bastard, you are still young if you want to interrogate my old lady!"

The other people standing around hurriedly used the confinement technique, but it didn't have the slightest effect. The black-robed woman gradually shrank, leaving only a little bit of magic energy and a white bone in the space.

Ye Huaijiu frowned and looked at the end of the whip, thinking to himself, as long as his whip was entangled, even Ling Sangzhu couldn't leave easily, let alone such a demon cultivator at the Jindan stage.

After everyone thought to no avail, the female cultivator with a high ponytail who had used golden flames to burn the bones just now walked up to Ye Huaijiu, and threw a pile of flames to burn the bones into ashes, "The one just now is the avatar, why can't you see it?" , because the other party is attached to the body of a flesh and blood cultivator, which should have returned to the body."

Seemingly seeing that everyone didn't pay attention, she continued: "Each avatar has the cultivation base of the late Jindan stage, how do we know how many avatars she has, and how strong her main body is? It’s not something we can handle.”

Then he clasped his fists to Ye Huaijiu, "Ning Fei from Mingxin sect in the Southern Region, I met the little master of Guiyuanmen."

Because the black-robed woman was not dealt with smoothly, Ye Huaijiu's tail would wag sullenly from side to side, and Ye Huaijiu was a little irritable in his heart, but he still had to do his best to save face, "It's a pleasure to meet Ye Huaijiu of Guiyuanmen .”

He glanced around the street, "Since the crisis here has been lifted, everyone please do your own thing, I have some private matters to leave first."

Those present were all younger generations from various sects, and it was basically impossible for them to be higher than him, so Ye Huaijiu was not polite, and he ignored Fu An and the others' greetings with acquaintances, and left directly towards the palace.

Only then did Ye Huaijiu realize that Ling Sangzhu didn't pay much attention to the National Exhibition Conference. It seemed that they were more like a small fight, but they paid great attention to Zichen Palace, Zihe Village and other places. He suddenly thought Looking up, the stone tablet of Zi Zun Hall stands next to a thatched hut next to the palace, maybe the body of the black-robed woman is there.

"Master, where are you going in such a hurry?" Fu An, who was still talking to an acquaintance, caught up with Ye Huaijiu at some point, "Master, did you think of the body of that black-robed woman?"

Ye Huaijiu didn't answer, Fu An saw that he was silent but speeding up like this, "Master Uncle, have you ever wondered where Master Uncle is already?"

Slowing down a little and waiting for Fu'an, Ye Huaijiu just let out a "hmm".

It was rare to see Ye Huaijiu so nervous, but Fu An was not in the mood to tease Ye Huaijiu at the moment, he was afraid that Ye Huaijiu would really go looking for the body of the black-robed woman because his head was getting hot.

"Senior brother, the uncle of the master must be dealing with the black-robed man at this meeting. It is uncertain where the elders of other sects are. Not only were we unable to help in the past, but we would also hinder us. What about the hostages?"

Because he was busy on the road, the aura in his body didn't work to maintain the illusion. Ye Huaijiu originally showed his tail because of the fight, but now his ears are also exposed, and his cat eyes are more obvious at night. He stared at Fu'an and said seriously: "These I know, I just want to go and see."

As for what to see, Ye Huaijiu didn't say anything, maybe he didn't know either.

Fuan didn't ask, because he knew that if he asked, there would be no answer.

Fu An sighed helplessly, "That's fine, just go over and take a look, but don't worry about it just for a while, uncle, take a rest slowly, and recover a few percent of the spiritual energy in your body, even if there is an accident we will You can run faster too, huh?"

The atmosphere between the two seems to have returned to the period when they just entered the mountain and fought with each other. After Ye Huaijiu entered Guiyunmen, Master Shuoyun ignored him, and he just wandered around in the school by himself, causing trouble.

Fu An was sent here to lead Ye Huaijiu. It sounds good to be a guide, but more serious is to discipline. Fu An is very patient with new disciples, let alone a fluffy kitten who doesn't seem to have any attack power. .

Looking at Ye Huaijiu's big fluffy tail and a pair of pierced ears that occasionally shake on top of his head, Fu An suddenly remembered that the two of them had a relatively "beautiful" time together, and his heart suddenly softened.

"I don't know what the state of my uncle is now, but you have to believe that he will not fight uncertain battles. When he was able to fight a bloody path from Ziwu Mountain, you should know that there is nothing in this world that can stop my uncle. , except for time."

Fu An didn't know what happened between Ling Sangzhu and Ye Huaijiu, but the atmosphere between the two seemed a little strange, but he didn't think too much about it, after all, they came from the same school, and Ye Huaijiu's talent was so It is only natural that Ling Sangzhu treats him differently if he is so tall.

Ye Huaijiu also believed that nothing would happen to Ling Sangzhu, it was a sudden worry. Although Fu An said to walk slowly, he couldn't help speeding up his pace, but he didn't spend his spiritual power to fly with the imperial weapon.

When the two arrived at the Zizun Hall, the battle over there was over. Ling Sangzhu, who was still standing, suddenly fell backwards, and the real Xingqi who was standing beside Ling Sangzhu just realized that he wanted to help Ling Sangzhu , and saw a thin body hugging Ling Sangzhu, and then took a step back holding Ling Sangzhu defensively.

"He's fine, maybe he's out of strength." Reverend Xingqi met Fu'an before, and knew that both of them were disciples of the Guiyuan Sect, so the one who supported Ling Sangzhu should be one of the two geniuses of the Guiyuan Sect, Shuoyun Reverend disciple.

"Thank you, senior, has the Demon Cultivator been executed?" Although Daoist Xing Qi did not have any malice on him, Ye Huaijiu couldn't help but want to be on guard.

Reverend Xing Qi chuckled, "Reverend Shuoxue is going out, there is no reason for failure, the monster has been imprisoned, you take him to train first, and wait until the Zongmen Conference in a few months before the demon will be publicly judged."

Ye Huaijiu nodded, and waited until Master Xingqi left, then turned around and asked, "Fu'an, do you think I should take my uncle back or carry me back?"

Fu An was silent for a while and didn't answer. Looking at his uncle who was a head taller than Ye Huaijiu, he didn't have any effective suggestions, but his desire to survive didn't make him say "I'll help", and finally said , "Master Uncle can wait for Master Uncle to wake up before going back. I'll go find Senior Uncle Gao and Uncle Junior first."

This time, Fu An didn't go back slowly, but Yu Jian left, as if some beast was chasing him behind.

This is the first time Ye Huaijiu has seen such a fragile Ling Sangzhu, the blood on the sharp-edged cheeks is slowly disappearing, and the occasional muscle twitches show that Ling Sangzhu's body is not calm at the moment, Ye Huaijiu reached out and touched Ling Sangzhu's pulse, Then he sat on the spot and waited for Ling Sangzhu to wake up.

I don't know how long it took, the sky brightened slightly, the morning sun brought some warmth, the early birds were chirping everywhere, and Ling Sangzhu, who had been in a coma for a long time, slowly opened his eyes.

"It's Xiaojiu, why are you here?"

Ye Huaijiu has not heard this name for a long time. Ling Sangzhu still called him that when the two first met. Later, it was Kitty, who called him nephew after knowing that he was Shuo Yun's apprentice, "Xiaojiu" This title has long been forgotten by Ye Huaijiu in a corner.

"You're unconscious." Ye Huaijiu helped Ling Sangzhu up, "Have you been to Nanhu Mountain recently?"

Ling Sangzhu didn't expect Ye Huaijiu to be so keen, but seeing the stubborn eyes of the kitten, he nodded helplessly, "I went to find something."

"Your soul should be infected by the matter there. Don't use your spiritual power recently. Go to the Yingwang Mansion to rest for a while. The matter in the mortal world has come to an end. We will return to the sect after you recover." Ye Huaijiu slightly Supporting Ling Sangzhu, "I know you are still conscious, so I didn't force you to leave."

"Yeah." Ling Sangzhu nodded, this was the first time being disciplined by a junior, and it felt pretty good, "How is the result on your side?"

"It's all cleaned up, but the leader is just a clone. I didn't destroy him on the spot. I was careless." Ye Huaijiu was a little annoyed. If the clone didn't return to the main body, Ling Sangzhu wouldn't it? You won't be comatose because you can't suppress the soul changes because of too much spiritual power consumption.

Ling Sangzhu rubbed Ye Huaijiu's head, "Consciousness and experience are accumulated in the battle, otherwise I wouldn't let you come to the Mortal Realm this time."

The two people who supported each other slowly left in the direction of the rising sun. As the sun rose, the early risers also started a busy and fulfilling day.