But with my deteriorating physical condition, I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for the next suitable candidate.

"The portable space is of little use to me, so I can only do my best to eliminate the 'Amaterasu Sect'!"

Zhang Lingyun did not want to take credit for something he had done deliberately and demanded the poor couple's living quarters. He also did not want to make a private agreement or deal with the Emeishan Taoist nuns because of their dispensable things. With their well-known style of doing things, this could hide a living person.

Even if you get your portable space, troubles will continue to follow!

The Amaterasu Sect is very capable of deceiving people and has branches in many places in the Qing Dynasty. According to Zhao Wenwen, almost all the troops were mobilized in Mount Emei, but they only destroyed one of its strongholds.

The people of Heguo used the banner of immortality to deceive and gain the recognition of many ordinary people. However, he acted alone and could not guarantee that he could uproot it. As the saying goes, don’t do to others what you don’t want others to do to you. Zhang Lingyun did not dare to entrust this responsibility to others.

Carrying the upper body strong.

"Hey... think about it before you talk!"

Zhang Lingyun actually declined the pie falling from the sky. It really didn't fit with his spiritual treasure temperament. The thousand-faced sand cat tentatively put his hand to Zhang Lingyun's forehead, wanting to see if this silly boy was burned out, but was slapped by the other party.

He ducked away with a disgusted face.

He was a monk who had gone through six levels together. If he hadn't been the body of a cat demon, Zhao Wenwen's personal space would never have fallen into the hands of Zhang Lingyun who didn't understand its value. Seeing the treasure he wanted to be used by Zhang Lingyun like this

Disgusted, the Thousand Faced Sand Cat couldn't help but get angry and kicked Zhang Lingyun's calf hard.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat had never laid hands on Zhang Lingyun, and when he was angry, he would forget all the warnings from his sweetheart. When he felt the pain of his toenails breaking when he kicked an iron plate, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat instantly understood the poisonous centipede.

With good intentions, he stood obediently with his face flushed and his teeth bared.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat was already standing very close to Zhang Lingyun, and the hem of his skirt was relatively loose, so the small movement of raising his feet was not noticed by others. The Thousand-faced Sand Cat, who was concerned about his face and did not want to be exposed, forcefully endured the sound coming from his toes.

Feeling the piercing pain, he looked into the distance with a rosy complexion to distract himself.

"Look at me, who is about to die. I can no longer live in this world for long. You can only pity me and my wife...accept this magic circle!"

Zhao Wenwen saw the firm belief in the other party's eyes and did not doubt Zhang Yun's determination to eliminate the 'Amaterasu Sect'. However, she had selfish motives for insisting on letting outsiders inherit the magic circle. There was a trace of her and her lover hidden in this portable space.

Spiritual consciousness.

With Zhao Wenwen's level, there is no way to avoid the spiritual detection of the elders of Mount Emei. According to their nature of caring for their disciples, they will definitely shelve the magic circle and be buried in the dust. This is the last result that Zhao Wenwen wants to see, even if she cannot take revenge herself.

, and also want to see those heinous criminals receive the punishment they deserve.

The powerful monks who could build a new space array perished long before the end of the world war. The space array where everyone is now was taken from others during a mission by Zhao Wenwen. In order to fully master the space array, Zhao Wenwen devoted herself to

It took more than ten years of research to completely eliminate the restrictions left by the previous owner. She would never have given up this treasure unless she had no choice but to give it up.

"There is no need to say anything more about this matter. If fellow Taoists want to see the Chinese people punished, please let us leave as soon as possible!"

Zhang Lingyun hated being forced by others, especially when the other party was doing it for your own good. The more humble Zhao Wenwen prayed, the more she began to think that the other party was up to no good. Zhang Lingyun suddenly released his spiritual power and used the spiritual power to shock the two people who fell to the ground.

Get up.

Zhao Wenwen and the masked man helped each other to stand upright, and the situation fell into an awkward dilemma. Zhao Wenwen had imagined hundreds of scenarios of giving away her personal space, but she never expected to meet a weirdo who couldn't get enough of it.

"Master, why are you here?"

Just when Zhao Wenwen was thinking about how to force Zhang Yun to submit, the space magic circle suddenly set off ripples. As a holder of the magic circle, Zhao Wenwen could naturally feel the meaning of the message from the magic circle, but she did not expect that she would be able to communicate with the master in her lifetime.

We hope to meet you one day.

Zhao Wenwen clasped her hands together and kept changing various gestures. As she suddenly erupted with huge spiritual power, the place where everyone had entered the magic circle silently opened up a huge arched black hole like a broken window paper.

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"They are tough backstage and you are not weak either. As for this reaction!"

Thousand-faced sand cat looked at Zhang Lingyun's bewildered look, and a nameless fire suddenly arose in his heart. The heroic and domineering attitude that he had just said that the world had nothing to do with me, in the blink of an eye, turned into the image of a good baby with no sense of existence, and anyone could accept it.

Such a huge visual impact!

As a direct disciple of Zhang Lingyun's 'Zhengyi Sect' and one of the top three cultivating sects, there should be no fear of the Emeishan master, unless the two sects have an unknown feud. The Thousand Faced Sand Cat thought of this and immediately released his spiritual connection.

Zhang Lingyun, I want to ask clearly and be mentally prepared in advance.

"Here you come! Calm down!"

Zhang Lingyun really didn't know how to explain the mistake made by his fifth uncle, and talking about his elders behind their backs was disloyal and unjust. Zhang Lingyun didn't want to bear the indelible reputation, so he distracted the Thousand Faced Sand Cat's attention.

At the same time, we also remind sand cats who like to watch the excitement to behave themselves.

Two Taoist nuns, dressed in plain white brocade robes with a silver halo all over their bodies, walked slowly and elegantly. The hems of their clothes were intricately embroidered with silver patterns, dancing with the wind as if they were real or imaginary. They had gorgeous swords on their waists.

The white tassels hang down naturally and sway with the steps, giving it a

Monotonous clothing adds a touch of agility.

"Hehe, senior sister, do those clothes look familiar?"

The gentle-looking female cultivator stepped into the magic circle and noticed the fluctuation of the unfamiliar outsider's spiritual power. She glanced around curiously. When she saw the light blue skirt embroidered with auspicious clouds and dark patterns, she couldn't help but reveal...

A hint of schadenfreude.

The female cultivator quickened her pace and came to the elder of the Discipline Hall next to her. She stabbed the tender flesh of her senior sister's waist as if to death. She raised her finger and pointed in the direction where Zhang Lingyun was standing. She emphasized the specific clothing of a certain sect on the young man's body. The female cultivator then confirmed

After the senior sister really saw the boy, she wisely took a step back to reduce her sense of presence.

The melodious sound came from far to near, like a reminder that it shocked Zhang Lingyun's fragile nerves, making his back tense and tremble unconsciously. Zhang Lingyun quietly raised his head to observe the surrounding situation, and happened to see the female nun's deliberate instigation behavior.

, I suddenly had the urge to rush forward and strangle the other person to death.

Zhang Lingyun carefully distinguished the appearance of the female cultivator. Although her appearance was relatively fresh and refined and very attractive, Zhang Lingyun was very sure that this was the first time they met, and there was no need for this person to pay special attention to him.

When Zhang Lingyun turned his gaze to the slightly older female cultivator and felt the fierce and sad look in her eyes, her brain suddenly realized that she must be the fierce woman mentioned by Fifth Elder Zhang Shanyi, and the nightmare for everyone in the Zhengyi Sect.

the source of.

"Bring a message to Zhang Laowu, Yue Shengyi says hello to him!"

When the older female cultivator approached Zhang Lingyun, she lowered her voice and said something that shocked everyone. Even Yue Shengyi was shocked when she said this. She should have cursed the cowardly man, why did she do it?

When he opened his mouth, it became a greeting like an ordinary friend. When did he let go of that unforgettable emotion!

"Zhang Yun, a direct disciple of the Zhengyi Sect, pays homage to his senior,"

Zhang Lingyun looked at the clothes on her body that were not inappropriate, and her mind was full of questions about how her identity was exposed. After a short period of contemplation to no avail, Zhang Lingyun had to attribute all the questions to the Moon Saint Clothes. She must have been involved in the relationship with the fifth elder.

Only by constantly paying attention to the development and changes of the 'Zhengyi Sect' can one recognize at a glance the newly changed style and color of the Taoist robes five years ago.

Now that the other party knew his identity, Zhang Lingyun felt that there was no need to deny or deny. Out of respect and courtesy for his elders, Zhang Lingyun bowed respectfully and introduced himself to his family. Unfortunately, his humility did not receive any response, and Yue Shengyi directly passed over.

Zhang Lingyun and the two walked in the direction of Zhao Wenwen.

"You still can't let him go!"

Yue Shengyi looked at the scrawny figure of his disciple Zhao Wenwen and the masked man beside him who should have turned into withered bones long ago. He recalled every moment of the relationship between master and disciple. The anger in his eyes gradually subsided and turned into heartache. His eyebrows gradually drew closer.

Her moist eyes narrowed slightly, and the sad tears that reflected Yue Shengyi's current mood fell slowly.

"Master, if you are an unfilial disciple, I will send you a white-haired person to a black-haired person,"

Zhao Wenwen looked at the master in front of her who had lost her beloved disciple and was unable to break through her inner demons. She thought that because of her greed for love, her fellow disciples who escaped were caught and tortured to death by the enemy. The guilt deep in her heart continued to expand. If it weren't for the mask,

The man grabbed her arm in time, and Zhao Wenwen almost went crazy.

Zhao Wenwen knelt down on the ground with great humility. Although she knew that nothing she had done could make up for the mistakes that had been made, she still wanted to take this opportunity to sincerely apologize, hoping that Master could suddenly wake up and release himself from the lost path.

"Your Asu has long since lost his humanity. He is just a monster who relies on cannibalism to survive!"

The female cultivator raised her hand to wake up the nephew who was full of ecstasy. However, she stopped the moment her palm came close to Zhao Wenwen's cheek. She finally couldn't bring herself to hit the only disciple who survived five years ago. The female cultivator walked towards him with a lonely expression.

At the pavilion, Zhang Lingyun and others were left awkwardly facing Master and Disciple Yue Shengyi.

Zhang Lingyun wants to knock himself out now. This female cultivator's ability to speak without restraint is even better than that of a thousand-faced sand cat. Even Zhao Wenwen, a well-known and upright person, dares to expose the fact that she feeds the "water monster" with essence and blood, and forces herself to be an outsider.

Knowing the secret, a madman would speak so unscrupulously unless he had the intention to kill someone.

Zhang Lingyun, who felt that he had deduced the truth, used his sensitivity to spiritual energy fluctuations to explore the cultivation levels of the two female Taoist nuns, and made as many preparations as possible for a battle that might occur at any time.

"This kid's talent is very special. When there is not much difference in cultivation between immortal cultivators, only the rich combat experience can determine the final outcome of the battle!"

A gentle wave of spiritual power slowly floated by. Although the other party tried to reduce the frequency of the spiritual power fluctuation as much as possible, Yue Shengyi, who was always on alert, still noticed something strange in it.

In order to confirm the accuracy of his guess, Yue Shengyi deliberately told Zhang Yun what he had just discovered. Seeing the flash of annoyance in Zhang Yun's eyes, Yue Shengyi couldn't help but feel gratified by his apprentice's fierce look, and kindly reminded Zhang Yun

Stop taking meaningless actions.

"Thank you for your teachings, senior. If there is nothing else... junior wants to go out and end the competition,"

Zhang Lingyun's idea is very simple and straightforward. Since you have summoned all the elders from Mount Emei, you can only admit that you are unlucky and let Situ Wan'er quietly leave the place of right and wrong without asking for any compensation. Of course, the premise is that the other party does not

Take the initiative to provoke yourself and make excessive and unreasonable demands.

"Let's go out together later. You can go shopping as you like!"

Yue Shengyi did not give a clear answer, but only slightly hinted

I drove Zhang Yun away impatiently, wanting to have some thoughtful words with my apprentice alone, to persuade her to give up the masked man and return to the path of cultivating immortality.

Zhao Wenwen has a stubborn personality but is very emotional. If it weren't for a erring disciple who accidentally entered this place, Yue Shengyi would not have known that she was hiding in this magic circle. She arranged for Yue Qingfeng to give each monk who entered the magic circle a letter, which contained

There are talismans that can sense special spiritual power fluctuations, just to create opportunities to meet this former genius disciple again.

Although Zhang Lingyun didn't get the answer he wanted, he obediently took the Thousand-faced Sand Cat and ran away into the distance, fearing that he would hear another shocking secret and increase the possibility of his own death.

"Can those two beat each other together?"
To be continued...