Sick beauty master is pretending to be crazy again

One day ago, Shang Lanzong

The suzerain Duan Tiande crushed a white stamen, smelled it carefully, and showed a satisfied smile. He smiled and said to the big disciple who was waiting next to him: "There are still two months before the grand exchange meeting of the various sects. This is Xuan Ling The Zong handed over the power for the first year and handed it over to Shanglan Zong to preside over it, this is a great opportunity to promote our Zong by the way!"

The disciple was happy: "Yes, if Master Xuan Wuheng hadn't been provided with the only good medicine that was rarely cultivated by our Shang Lanzong, he might not be able to survive the death calamity and pass away. Arranging it ten days before the grand disciple exchange meeting, he is supporting us and supporting us."

"Well," Duan Tiande nodded, "In the past, only the Xuanling Sect and the nearby small sects bought medicinal materials with us. This time, I think we will definitely become famous. This newly developed refreshing herbal tea should be aired more. , make some exquisite sachets later, or make them into sword hangers, and give one away to anyone, and guarantee that someone will come back to buy it back, this is a good time to make money."

The disciple looked imaginatively: "With the income in this way, we can recruit more disciples to get started, and we can grow more medicinal materials for sale, a virtuous circle!"

"That's right." Duan Tiande smiled from ear to ear.

Mu Qing lay on the beam and hit Fengzhu's head with the tip of his tail, whispering "tsk tsk": "I didn't expect Shang Lanzong to be a palm-sized sect, and this suzerain is such a superficial person who only has money in his eyes. Poor in talent, and probably neglected in cultivation, no wonder he is a waste at the golden core stage."

"How many of the mortal sects really practice Zen and enlightenment?" Feng Zhu disdainfully said, "Most of them think that there are one or two sects with real spiritual power, which attract the world's yearning, and they want to cultivate immortality even if they are overwhelmed." There are various nominal sects appearing."

How many people who want to become immortals are willing to plant medicine in such a bitter place?What's the point of that?

This Shanglan sect is not a sect without a little aura, at least they have a deep river with mellow spiritual energy, so they use the water here to irrigate medicinal materials, and the medicinal materials naturally increase a lot of fairy energy, which is more than ordinary land The natural effect of medicinal materials benefits several times.

And the disciples here are also nourished by this deep river, and they can absorb some spiritual power to some extent.

Mu Qing lazily stretched his waist, he laughed at this group of Shang Lanzong disciples with low spiritual power, and said: "If I expose some evil spirit here, they probably won't be able to tell the difference, little bird man, believe it or not ?”

Feng Zhu glared at him: "Believe me, but be careful, don't mess around!"

"Oh~~" Mu Qing promised, but the tip of her tail flicked.

Fengzhu was startled, but he didn't stop him at all, a blue demonic aura flew out of the house, baring his teeth and claws, as if provocative, and even rubbed against one of the disciples who were digging the soil for herbs!

"Mu Qing!" He growled softly!

Mu Qing chuckled: "Let go..." Before he could say his heart, his whole cat suddenly disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a few cat hairs swirling down.

Fengzhu: "!"

He hurriedly looked under the beams of the house. Duan Tiande, the suzerain of Shanglanzong, was still very interested in imagining a bright future with his disciples, such as how to expand and how to publicize when he got money, but he didn't notice the existence of Mu Qing's evil spirit at all.

Feng Zhu was stunned, it wasn't Duan Tiande who took Mu Qing away, who else?

No one in this palm-sized sect has better spiritual power except him!

He hurriedly flew out to search around, shouting the animal language that only the Yaozu could understand: "Mu Qing, stop making trouble, we haven't found Lan Su yet!"

He flew around a few times, and there was no sign of Mu Qing in the entire Shanglanzong. Usually, he would make a fuss, just for a short while, to tease himself to relieve his boredom. Here comes the trouble.

Fengzhu, whose mood doesn't fluctuate much on weekdays, is a little flustered at the moment.

"Little bastard, are you looking for a cat demon with mixed blood?" A voice was deliberately lowered.

Feng Zhu fluttered his wings a few times, before he could turn around, his eyes were dark, he was covered with a black net.He struggled, but found that he couldn't use any strength. He was slightly startled. This was not an ordinary human bird-catching net, nor was it a magic weapon of a cultivator. He couldn't break free, as if the demon spirit had been greatly disturbed.

"Who are you? How can you tell that I'm a half-demon?" Feng Zhu didn't think that there were such powerful people in Shanglanzong. Most of the disciples here didn't even have the foundation to build a foundation. He couldn't imagine what he had encountered. Great character!

"You have a contract with him, and you also have a master? Who is he, let him come. Otherwise, I will kill the cat demon." The voice was full of contempt and playfulness, with a superior attitude.

Fengzhu felt that this person was not pumping!

As soon as the words fell, Fengzhu's vision returned to clarity, the black net on his body disappeared, he gasped heavily, if he suppressed for a while longer, his life would surely be ruined.

He looked around, and there were only various medicine fields swaying in the wind, without anyone, and there were no disciples of Shanglanzong.

No, just now he clearly remembered that there were a few young disciples who were watering here, why did they disappear in a blink of an eye?

He didn't care so much, Mu Qing was caught by someone, and he found out that they had a master-servant contract with the master. This person is not simple, and it seems that Shang Lanzong is not such a waste as it seems on the surface.

I'm afraid they were targeted when they swaggered into Shang Lanzong and laughed at the low spiritual power of others!

"Human beings are cunning!" he cursed under his breath.

On Xuanlingzong's side, Luo Qianshuang just stole to Mu Wenxue's pharmacy, and after a careful look, it was a very simple prescription. Even people who don't know medical skills can see that this medicine is the most common medicine. Tranquilizing medicine, a medicine that doesn't matter if you drink it or not.

When Mu Wenxue was chatting with him, she said that Shen Xuan offered to make medicine for him at that time, and the excuse was to cure his stupidity symptoms, so as to assassinate him.But according to this prescription, Shen Xuan did not do this.

And there is no Lansu in this prescription.

He frowned, Shen Xuan didn't harm Mu Wenxue, nor did he intend to save him, so what was he planning for the past ten years?

He thought of An He again, An He was so sure that the medicine Mu Wenxue drank at that time did contain Lan Su, but his whole family's life was in Shen Xuan's hands, it was impossible for Mu Wenxue to take such a risk to give Mu Wenxue a false vacation. news.

Luo Qianshuang couldn't figure it out.

"My lord! Mu Qing was taken away!" Feng Zhu chirped for a while, and the sound was transmitted thousands of miles away, only the Yaozu could understand it.

"What?" The red eyes of Luo Qianshuang, who was still in the form of a rabbit, shone. Mu Qing had a little bit of myriad spiritual roots on his body to cover up the demonic aura, so no one would find out that he was a demon.If he is captured, it means that the one he encountered is very likely to be a cultivator in the realm of transforming gods, but how is this possible, except for the elders and the head of the Xuanling Sect, none of the people in other sects have cultivated in the realm of transforming gods .

Who would see that Mu Qing is a demon and take him away?

This was unusual, Luo Qianshuang became vigilant, and turned into a gust of wind and left the Xuanling Sect.

As soon as he entered Shanglanzong, he met Fengzhu. At the southwest corner of this not-so-large sect, behind the deep river, he felt a trace of Mu Qing's demon spirit, guiding them forward faintly.

Mu Qing's mood is fairly stable, it seems that there should be no danger, Feng Zhu exhaled.

Although he usually doesn't like this broken cat, but he has been bundled together to perform missions all year round, and he has unknowingly gotten used to this noisy guy staying by his side.Knowing that he is safe, Fengzhu is somewhat relieved.

"My lord, although the released demon spirits are very small, none of Shang Lanzong's disciples can detect them." Feng Zhu was a little uneasy, "I'm worried that they are pretending not to notice and lure us into the urn!"

Luo Qianshuang shook her head: "A place like this with its unique aura is also very suitable for them to hide."

Fengzhu: "They!"

There was a hint of bad premonition, the master's tone was colder than ever before, and there was a great danger Ling Ling scattered.Feng Zhu was a little scared.

A little milk rabbit and a little red bird jumping forward talking animal language, naturally won't attract the attention of Shang Lanzong's disciples who are watering and catching insects. Wild animals often appear in this medicine field. They are used to it.

The two half-demons just followed the faint demon spirit around the deep river and entered a deserted forest like no one else.

This place seems to be the venue that Shang Lanzong arranged early in the morning for the disciple exchange event. The beast hunting area, magic circle area, and Sailing area are well planned. Mu Qing's demon spirit has been released by people to lead them in. A corner of the venue for the last arrangement.

Phantom area.

When this area is opened, the disciples who enter the competition here will have various illusions due to distracting thoughts or greed in their hearts, and they will be addicted to it and refuse to come out.Here, the comparison is to have a firm mind. Whoever can discover that he has fallen into an illusion and wake up earlier, the first disciple to come out will be the winner.

This area should not be open now, but Luo Qianshuang felt a "illusion" here, a very familiar and hated breath.

He snorted coldly, his red eyes became darker and darker, and there was a fierce wind blowing all over his body, his voice was terrifying: "So, it's hidden here."

Fengzhu has never felt such oppression, although it is very light, if he doesn't feel it carefully, he will be regarded as a trace of too cool wind, but as a half-demon, he feels terrified of this breath in his flesh and blood.

One is from above, and the other is from below.

It looks like it's just a nameless dark wind in the mountains and forests, but in fact, Fengzhu is about to be contested by the master and the invisible thing has already been fighting evenly with the mind!

He was caught in it and was about to be torn apart!

"My lord!" Feng Zhu's body could no longer move freely, an ever-increasing vortex appeared on the ground, a deep purple streamer entangled with the dark wind and eerie laughter, Feng Zhu was frightened for no reason, "My lord, save me!

He was sucked in immediately!

But Luo Qianshuang glanced at him, let out a creepy laugh coldly, instead raised her rabbit paw and pushed him down, then her eyes froze, and she jumped down too.

The deep purple vortex closed instantly, and an aged smile gradually disappeared...