Smashing pots and selling iron to cultivate immortals

Chapter 89 The Forbidden City

Gu Linyuan's vicious appearance, who would dare to provoke him?

They can't wait to be eight hundred feet away from him.

At this time, more and more people gathered in the square.

Almost all of them came out except those who were closed.

"Hey, what the hell is going on?"

"Yeah, why do you want to gather all of a sudden?"

"Why do you want to gather? As soon as you are a newcomer, this magic cultivator is going to hit the gate of the sect. Let alone gathering, the mountain protection formation has opened, which is a big deal."

"Magic repair?"

The disciple was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "I heard that the Valley of the Medicine God was destroyed a thousand years ago, and it was inseparable from the demon world. Therefore, everyone in the major immortal sects of immortal spirits are in danger, and they are in the spirit world at a great price. A barrier is set up at the junction of the demon world, and people are stationed there, is the barrier broken?"

"Who knows this, it's probably broken, otherwise Zongmen will send out three-level preparations."

"I don't think so. The third-level preparation is for the existing disciples of the sect to defend against the enemy. If the enchantment is broken, at least the second-level combat preparation is required, and all the disciples who are out of the sect are recalled to defend the enemy together."

Of course, if it is a first-level combat readiness, then it goes without saying that in the battle of annihilation, when the sect lives and dies, I am afraid that the elders who are in retreat and others will have to fight.

Everyone was talking.

a moment
Five rays of light suddenly appeared on the high platform.

When the light dissipated, the peak masters of the peaks, headed by the deputy head of She Yun, followed closely.

Among them, Zhu Feng, the master of Lingzhi Peak, and Gu Ling, the master of Muyun Peak of Refining Equipment, know each other.

But the remaining two Jun Guling have not seen each other.

One of them was Leng Yan Yuanjun, who was wearing a veil with flaming red lips. Looking at the pattern on the lower right corner of his skirt, he should be the Peak Master Xiyun from Wanfa Peak.

The other male cultivator with a refined face and a calm temperament, dressed in a white dress with a small cauldron embroidered at the corner, was Qing Yunzi of Lingdan Peak.

I saw a group of people at Lingdan Peak, and now they are looking at Qing Yunzi, and I found that this one still has the bearing of an alchemist.

But without waiting for Jun Guling to think too much, the deputy head of She Yun opened his mouth with a sullen face.

"Devil cultivators cross the border and kill all beings in our world. My sect is established in the world, and it is my responsibility to eliminate demons and guard the way and protect the common people. The disciples of the sect are even more responsible."

"And today, the demon cultivator came to commit an offense, and I fought with Dao-Jun Hongyun, the elder of the Misty Sect, in the Forbidden Demon City, and there were cracks in the enchantment. Everyone should know that if the spiritual world exists, the sect is there, and we will have the sect to rely on. , can only shelter one party--"

"Disciples obey orders-"

As soon as these words fell, everyone looked at the high platform with solemn expressions.

The deputy head of She Yun still had a long face, but his slender eyes exuded a fierce light, "All disciples above the spiritual master level need to participate in the battle."

"war--"

"war--"

"war--"

As the strong slogans of the crowd landed, all the cultivators in the spiritual master realm rose up with their swords, and in an instant, colorful lightsabers appeared over the square.

They were arranged in an orderly manner. The cultivators in the spiritual master state, headed by Senior Brother Lang Hua, stood at the end, a rather large group of people.

Then came the Spirit King realm powerhouses headed by Senior Brother Zhi Yan. Their number was nearly twice less than that of the spiritual master realm. Obviously, it was difficult to cultivate.

In front are the elders of each peak, and the number is even smaller.

Seeing this, the deputy head of She Yun nodded, "Guan Shan, a disciple of Misty Peak, Zhi Yan, a disciple of Refiner Peak, and Mo Xiaodi, a disciple of Wanfa Peak, come out--"

"exist--"

Then the three quickly stepped forward to salute.

"You and the other three will each lead a hundred disciples to the Forbidden City and wait for Elder Hongyun to dispatch."

"Yes--"

"Lang Hua, a disciple of the Misty Sect, listened to the order—"

"The disciple is-"

"I order you to lead a hundred disciples to patrol around the Forbidden City, don't let a demon cultivator--"

"Yes, the disciple takes orders."

"The remaining disciples are cultivating well, stay in the sect, and are ready to reinforce at any time."

"Yes--"

As the lights and shadows disappeared in the sky, the head and the peak masters soon disappeared.

They have more important things, and at this moment, only the little monks who are in the spirit realm are left in the square. Their cultivation base is too low, and they just die when they go.

And these monks with low cultivation level include Jun Guling and Gu Linyuan.

The top of the misty peak

"What's the matter? Seeing that you look so preoccupied, the sky is falling and there is a sect supporting it. Can the magic cultivator attack the mountain gate?"

Seeing Jun Guling sitting on the bluestone with a sad face, Gu Linyuan put away the Xuan Cang gun, walked over and said casually.

"You do not understand."

Jun Guling sighed as he spoke, "It can force the Misty Sect to open the mountain protection formation, which shows that the battle situation in the Forbidden City is very fierce, and I am afraid it will be broken."

"It's not broken enough, this enchantment is the spirit world that gathers the power of the various immortal gates, exhausting the life-long cultivation base of the three saints, and laying down this magic seal formation, although it has been damaged for thousands of years, it can be Demon cultivators above the Emperor Realm still have absolute restraint—"

Gu Linyuan sat on the side, holding the brocade cloth to wipe the gun while speaking lightly.

But when Jun Guling heard the words, he looked at him in surprise, "How do you know so clearly?"

"I--"

Gu Linyuan was slightly startled, but his face did not show, and his face was a little ugly: "Of course I know it, don't forget that I almost died at the hands of that magic cultivator-"

"Too--"

Jun Guling nodded when he heard the words, and then continued to sit on the bluestone, with his legs hanging in the air, and the clouds and mist below, like a fairyland.

But she was not in the mood to appreciate it at all, and she looked sad at the moment.

Now that the magic cultivator has appeared, but because of her low cultivation, she is not even qualified to leave the sect.

If it has been like this, when will I be able to avenge this bloody revenge?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but sigh, how could she have the opportunity to enter the secret pavilion quickly?
Gu Linyuan, who was wiping the gun on the side, saw this, and said lightly: "It is said that the Valley of the Medicine God disappeared overnight, but he took refuge in the magic cultivator——"

"Fuck, what does it mean to take refuge in a demon cultivator? It's obviously—"

Jun Guling suddenly became furious, but then she stopped talking, but at this moment, she was all tense, her hands clenched into fists, and she was obviously trying her best to forbear.

When Gu Linyuan saw this, his eyes flashed, and he said tentatively, "Mingming, what is it?"

Jun Guling took a deep breath, but in the end he couldn't hold back his red eyes, and choked up: "Destroy the door."

"Destroy the door?"

Jun Guling smiled bleakly, looked into the distance and gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, it is to destroy the door, so I am incompatible with the Devil's Temple, and I will never die."

Gu Linyuan swallowed when he heard the words, "Didn't you say before that the demon cultivator is different from the demon race, and besides, there is no one good in the Demon Temple—"

"shut up."

Jun Guling suddenly turned around and looked at him with cold eyes without any warmth, "The devil is the devil, the devil is the devil, the devil temple is the devil temple——, the devil temple destroys my whole family, this hatred is not shared. --"

Gu Linyuan looked at Jun Guling, who was full of hostility in front of him, opened his mouth in shock, and said in a daze, "So, the person you asked me to help you kill, could it be the temple of the Devil's Temple?"

Thinking of this, Gu Linyuan felt bad all over.

The lord of the Demon Temple?

Isn't that his mother?
Although the demon cultivators are ruthless and ruthless, but they kill their mothers?

Gu Linyuan almost vomited blood, he was so regretful, why did he swear in the first place?

It's just a giant pit--
　small theater:

　　Gu Linyuan: The person who wants to kill is my mother?
　　Jun Guling: If you want a daughter-in-law or a mother, choose one!

　　Gu Linyuan: I--
　　
　
(End of this chapter)