At this moment, the moon hangs high in the sky, and the clear light shines in the courtyard. As the breeze passes, the old man in a green Taoist robe shook under the old tree's dying figure, and his head vomits blood from his head.

Seeing this, the middle-aged beautiful woman was shocked and hurriedly put the rope that was shining with green light in the cold night into her arms, and hurried over to support the old man.

“Master…”

"It's okay, this Xuanyin needle poison has just happened again. If I use spiritual energy again, I'm afraid that the Taoist practices in my body will be corrupted by it. For the current plan, I can only rely on you, my disciple to resist that demon." The old Taoist's face turned pale after saying this.

"Master, that person is a well-known foundation-building monk. Can my cultivation and this spirit-suppressing rope really stop this person?" said a middle-aged beautiful woman with some concern.

"Hmph... This person is sneaking while I was practicing the mysterious skills. Otherwise, not to mention that he is a foundation-building cultivation, even if a master of the feathers wants to severely damage me, it will not be easy. As long as you hold on to the spiritual treasure I have given you, it will definitely not be difficult to stop it for a moment."

It seemed that after hearing what the old Taoist said, the middle-aged beautiful woman's face turned loose.

Seeing that she was relieved, the old man patted the woman's shoulder again, which was quite intimate.

"It's just that this person is suspicious by nature. Just in case of an accident, you still need your cooperation."

The woman frowned slightly when she heard this, but she also knew that her master was moody and had a lot of calculus, so she dared not not to listen.

She said, "Master, if you have any instructions, your disciple will not refuse."

"Well..." the old man replied casually.

The old man gently saw his plump female disciple looking down at him, a trace of sinister flashing in his eyes.

No one expected that he suddenly attacked. The old man didn't know where he changed a short sword and penetrated it into the beautiful woman's back. The woman realized that it was already a weapon. She looked at the master who was still praising her just now, as if she didn't understand why he wanted to kill her.

Lin Ziyun and the others hiding behind the statue suddenly saw this scene. Zijuan was so scared that she almost screamed. Lin Ziyun hurriedly covered Zijuan's little mouth, both of them were so arrogant that they dared not let out a sip.

"My good disciple, the last thing my master wants you to do for me is to die for me. Only in this way can I have a chance to escape." The old man took off the spirit rope from the woman's waist and saw her falling to the ground, he said slowly.

"Why? Master..." She still had a hint of doubt in her eyes until her death.

"Hmph, do you really think I don't know that you left a clue in secret and let the demon chase after him. Isn't it just the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra"? Unfortunately, you will never see the scripture until you die." A sinister smile flashed across the old man's face. "Do you really think the master doesn't know anything? I just wanted to test you before. At this point, do you have anything else to say?"

"If I hadn't used the spirit-suppressing index to numb you, I'm afraid with my current situation of no spiritual power, I wouldn't have been able to end you, my evil disciple, with my own hands." The old man said viciously.

When the woman heard this, she glanced at the spirit rope in the old man's hand with a resentful look.

"Master, you are already doomed. Even if you kill me today, you can't escape the pursuit of others. You have no spiritual power and you still have to pull me on the back. You are so cruel."

"Haha... I have nothing to say about today." The middle-aged beautiful woman sighed quietly.

The night wind was blowing, making her hair turbulent, and the bright red blood dyed her white long skirt red. Seeing this, the old man finally showed a hint of sincere regret and grief on his face. The disciples he had trained for many years, but he did not expect to join forces with the evil demon to frame him.

"Master, I'm not wrong with doing this. Although you taught me to cultivate immortality, I never regarded me as a true disciple. If Master hadn't been like this, how could I have come up with this bad idea..."

Before the woman could finish her speech, the old man looked ferocious when he heard this. "A evil disciple, you dare to be so rude and never repent. Well, your life will be born today."

The old man's hand was filled with inspiration and was about to slash him with one palm. Seeing this, the woman was not afraid at all. She watched the old man and laughed endlessly.

"Haha... In your eyes, I am just a slave who comes and goes, and I am not a disciple at all. I pity me until I die and I am still deceived by you, but you say I am lying to you. Master, if you think I am framed you, kill me."

The palm power was already accumulated. After hearing this, the old man's face was gloomy and he didn't know what he was thinking. His raised palm slowly fell down, and he felt weak.

"Master, believe me, I really didn't lie to you. Do you not believe even a dying person?"

"Master, you have lost all your spiritual power. Save me. Save me, I can still take you away. If you kill me at this moment, you will not be able to protect yourself, Master." The middle-aged beautiful woman seemed to have seized a glimmer of hope and pulled the old man's Taoist robe and kept begging him.

The old man finally sighed, and his already vicissitudes of face showed a hint of gloomy look.

"boom……"

With a loud bang, I saw that the beautiful woman in the courtyard had stood up at some point, but the old man's body had been slapped out by the woman's palm, and fell heavily to the ground, with blood spilling out of her mouth.

"Everyone says that ginger is still so hot. If I hadn't been prepared for it, I'm afraid I'd be dead today. Haha... Old thief, you can no longer use your spiritual power, right? As long as you hand over the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra" obediently, I can also give you a happy way to die, otherwise you will be dissipated."

In the moonlight, the woman looked down at the old Taoist, laughing wildly without restraint.

"you……"

"Are you very curious? Why didn't I die even if I'm going to die? I'm not as stingy as you, and I'm unwilling to tell others the secret before dying. The one who is close to the vermilion is red and the one who is close to the ink is black. I've known that you have doubts about me for a long time, so I've been wary of the one you stabbed me just now. However, it's not in vain that the hematopoietic pill bought from a hundred spirit stones can deceive you, an old thief once."

The old Taoist looked at the eyes and saw that the scar on the woman's back had healed. This hematopoietic pill can make the dead flesh and bones of a dead person, and it can indeed heal this level of injury.

Even if this woman has this kind of pill, she will die. It’s just that the old Taoist was deceived by her true acting skills just now and did not notice this section for a while.

"Go to die..."

Seeing that the old man was reluctant to say anything, the woman finally couldn't help but slashed with her palm. The old man coughed up blood from his mouth, a trace of unwillingness flashed in his eyes, and his body fell to the ground.

This woman was suspicious by nature. In order to make sure that her master had no spiritual power, she tried to take risks. Until she saw that the old man had to use a mortal dagger to kill her, she was convinced that it was indeed the last moment of strength. If she saw that the situation was wrong, she would pretend to be dead with her personality and would escape the disaster. But even she didn't expect that it would be so easy. The arrogant master who was usually arrogant was actually killed by her, and she only showed a relieved smile on her face at this moment.

Even though Lin Ziyun saw too many hypocritical faces, he couldn't help but sigh that the scene in the ancient view was really terrifying.

The woman groped through the old Taoist body and finally found a bag like a sack, with ecstasy on her face.

"Che..."

After taking the storage bag, she didn't even look at the old man's corpse. She pinched her fingers, and a ball of fire ignited from the old man's corpse. In a moment, the old man's body was burned to ashes.

The woman glanced at the fire extinguished, then she picked up the golden storage bag in her hand and used her spiritual sense to explore it.

When Zijuan saw that she killed people and burned corpses, her face was already pale. She just wanted the killing god to leave quickly, otherwise she and her brother would definitely be taken away by this "female ghost". Seeing Juan'er's body trembling, Lin Ziyun hugged her tightly and signaled her not to be nervous. At this time, the night was quiet, and if the woman heard the movement, the two of them would definitely not escape.

However, after a while, the middle-aged beautiful woman's face changed. Lin Ziyun hid in the dark and heard her snorting coldly: "You are also perfect when you die at my hands."

The beautiful woman took up a golden storage bag and walked slowly. But at this moment, Lin Ziyun heard the sound of her footsteps, but slowly walked towards the statue of God.

Juan'er was so scared that her throat came out, and Lin Ziyun couldn't help but sweat. Hearing her footsteps approaching, Lin Ziyun couldn't help holding a wooden stick. As soon as the woman approached, he was about to smash it hard.

With his physical cultivation, if he really wants to fight, he may not be the match for the woman. It’s just that Juan’er’s body is weak, so Lin Ziyun is very concerned.

After all, she is an immortal cultivator and has amazing perception. Just now she found that there seemed to be a faint sound in the main hall, as if there were no. She was pinching the magic seal with her hand and was ready to see if there was a beast behind the statue or if someone was hiding here.

The evening breeze was whistling, and the white cloth in the Taoist temple was blown high and low by the wind. The candles that were pointing next to the statue were also blown out. Lin Ziyun heard that his footsteps had arrived, and sweat was coming out of his palms, and he almost didn't hold the dagger in his hand tightly.

"Crack..."

With a small sound, the beautiful woman glanced at the firewood branches that were trampled under her feet, and noticed the sparse charcoal fire next to her. A trace of fierce light appeared on her face. She no longer pinched magic tricks in her hand, but took out the spirit-suppressing rope and was in her hand.

"Hey, I didn't expect this old thief to die at your hands." At this moment, a man in a green robe suddenly appeared in the ancient temple.

The middle-aged beautiful woman paused, and when she heard the sound, she secretly said something was wrong in her heart.

Lin Ziyun was holding a dagger in his hand at this moment. As long as the woman got closer, she had to take action first. Zijuan held Lin Ziyun's clothes tightly with her little hand, her face was bloodless.

The man in the green robe who suddenly arrived stood in the hall and ignored him, and was surprised. The man in the green robe narrowed his eyes tightly, took steps, and slowly headed towards the beautiful woman.

The beautiful woman noticed that the man was coming towards her, and her pretty face changed color. She put down the rag that had just lifted up a corner, turned to look at the man in the green robe and said charmingly: "Hmph, you don't say anything you care about me when you come. Do you don't care about my life at all?"

At this moment, the two people behind the statue were all relieved when they saw the woman leaving. Lin Ziyun was afraid that they would return and took a secret glance. The candlelight went out, the moonlight dimmed, and he couldn't see the figure clearly. He couldn't help but shook his head in disappointment. His eyes swept over his feet, but found that there was a golden brocade bag on the ground at some point.

Lin Ziyun was frightened. Isn’t this the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra" that the master and disciple fought for? But for some reason, the beautiful woman threw this thing here.

Lin Ziyun picked up the brocade bag. This thing was the thing they were fighting for, and it must be extremely precious. If he was really discovered by the woman, and with this thing in her hand, he would have more support.

"There are no traces of fighting here. If I guess correctly, Old Taoist Qingping should have been hit by my Xuanyin needle and lost all his spiritual power!" The man in the green robe ignored the beautiful woman, but turned around and stared at the old man's corpse that turned into a pile of ashes and said lightly.

The beautiful woman looked at the man in green robe with cold expression and felt panicked for no reason. Her eyes changed and she secretly glanced at the position of the statue. She had made a decision when she sensed the man in green robe. Although she didn't know who was hiding behind the statue, she just sensed it and found that the two of them had no spiritual power in their bodies. They threw the storage bags into it just to gamble. Looking at the cold eyes of the man in green robe, she knew that she had bet right. Even if she handed over the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra" to him, she was afraid that she would not end up well.

"Where is the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra"?" The man turned around and stretched out his hand to the beautiful woman.

"Although I killed the old thief, after all, he has the foundation-building cultivation level. He tried his best to reveal himself that I could not stop it. The Immortal Sutra turned into ashes with the old thief." The beautiful woman lowered her head and said.

"Bang..."

The man in the green robe slapped the woman in the face without any mercy and said sinisterly: "Is the man dead? Did I ask you to kill him? What I want is the immortal scripture, not his life."

"Sir, please forgive me. Master has discovered that I have leaked my whereabouts. If I don't kill him, he will definitely take my life." The woman was angry when she saw the man in the green robe, so scared that she knelt down on the ground and begged.

"Hmph... I'm not going to succeed, but I'm going to be able to do anything. So what's the use of keeping you, a waste?" said the man in the green robe. He actually didn't care about his past relationship at all. He recited the magic tricks in his mouth, opened his mouth and spit out a magic blade, and was about to turn the woman into a sacred woman.

Kill.

"Haha... I'm right. Lingchou, you are so cruel. I worked hard to help you do things, but I didn't expect you to kill me." The beautiful woman covered her suffocated cheek with one hand and pointed at the man in the green robe.

"The cooperation between you and me is only a relationship of interest. Others, hum, are just your delusions. Now you have caused me to lose the Immortal Sutra, and you still dare to make love with me?" Lingchou was already bloodthirsty. Seeing that the Immortal Sutra was destroyed, he felt that both the Old Taoist Qingping and the woman in front of him should die. In his eyes, their lives were not as good as the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra".

"Haha... kill me. In this way, you will never get the Immortal Sutra." Lu Ping raised her head and exposed her snow-white skin. She thrust her neck, closed her eyes and waited for death.

"What, the Immortal Sutra is in your hands? Hand over the Immortal Sutra and give it to me. I won't kill you..." Hearing that the Immortal Sutra was still there, Linghou said in a trembling voice.

People who practice Taoism seek for life are just for immortality. No matter what their lives are, the world of cultivation is originally a world where the strong prey on the weak. As long as they obtain the immortal scriptures and cultivate great supernatural powers, they will have everything.

"I want you to use your soul blood to swear to get the immortal scripture and let me go."

"Okay, as long as you are willing to give me this sutra, I will naturally not kill you." Lingchou said quickly, as if he was afraid that Lu Ping would change his mind. After that, he patted his chest and a drop of blood with a faint red light spit out of his mouth.

"As long as you give me the "Jiuhua Immortal Sutra", I swear that I won't kill you." Lingchou swears with soul blood.

Seeing this, Luping breathed a sigh of relief. She sneered and said, "Okay, I'll give you the Immortal Sutra..."

Lingchou was overjoyed when he heard this. When he saw Luping pulling out an ancient book from his arms, he quickly stepped forward and snatched the scriptures.

"Hmph, how dare you threaten me." After Lingchou got the book, he spit out a sword light from his mouth. The sword light penetrated into Luping's body like a spiritual snake. Luping let out a muffled groan and vomited blood.

"Ants are worthy of negotiating terms with me, this is your fate." Lingchou said coldly. "I just said I wouldn't kill you, but I want to destroy your entire cultivation. I just want to tell you that in this world, strength is the most respectable, and everything else is false."

When Lu Ping saw him, she immediately repented, and there was no turbulence in her eyes, as if she had expected it. She smiled miserably, her tall chest swayed, and her face turned red. Obviously, Lingchou was the power of the foundation-building cultivation just now, even if she was prepared, she was still seriously injured.

Lingchou didn't care about Luping, and looked at the scriptures in her hand ecstatically. Seeing this, Luping sneered. She didn't know where to take out a white pill and stuffed it into her mouth, and her face gradually improved.

"I just laughed at you for building the foundation. If you look at the scriptures in your hands carefully, it is just a fake one. I had long expected that you would not let me go. The "Nine Hua Immortal Sutra" has been destroyed by me, and you will never imagine it in your life." Lu Ping sneered.
To be continued...