After the whole people cultivated immortality, the female abuser majored in ruthless Taoism

Chapter 112 Chaos 3
Li Yixin calmed down a lot after thinking like this, and said to the disturbed subordinates in front of him: "Everyone, this is very likely to be a conspiracy by Guiyun Mountain, deliberately spreading such rumors to disturb our army's morale and affect our plans. The demon seed is really so powerful, how could the monks like Jiang Nu be defeated and return to Yunshan, and still hide like a mouse?"

"The top priority is to find out a way to open the passage to the Demon Realm as soon as possible to welcome the arrival of the demon army. We must not let the enemy's conspiracy affect our plan!"

After all, it was the superior who climbed up from the bottom, Li Yixin quickly calmed down the restless people, especially those formation masters, after making arrangements in an orderly manner, after returning to the office, the face that was still planning a second before suddenly sank.

"Hasn't Master Gu Mo been contacted by the Su family yet?" He dialed a number with a gloomy and tense voice.

After getting the answer from there, his face became even uglier, and the veins in the fingers holding the phone popped up. He couldn't hold it back at last, and the phone hit the ground with a "bang", smashing into slag in an instant.

Mother Li frowned when she pushed the door open, "Yixin, what happened?"

His own son was raised by her own hands. Li's mother knows him very well. Li Yixin has always been introverted and always has a smiling face. There must be something extremely serious to lose his composure.

"Mother," Li Yixin looked at her, "From the moment we embarked on the path of magic cultivation with Master Bai Yang, we have no way out. We either continue to move forward or die."

If it fails, don't expect those monks to let them go.

Demon cultivators, either become the eternal nightmare of monks, or become the wreckage of their swords.

Win or die.

Li's mother's lips moved, and some panic was born in her heart, but she could only press it down forcefully.

"Okay." She nodded, and Mother Li heard that her voice became extremely difficult, as if it was extremely difficult to confide.

After Lord Bai Yang's death, although his son successfully ascended to the throne and became the venerable of all demon cultivators, seemingly ascending to the top of the sky in one step, in fact, Li's mother dreamed back at midnight. Mother Li hoped that Bai Yang was still alive. confidant.

Maybe I don't have the power of today, but I can enjoy the shade by leaning against a big tree.Even if it was her own son, Li's mother dared not say against her conscience that Li Yixin was more cunning than Bai Yang.

Pity……

This big tree, which was used as a backing, just fell down.

Bai Yang's death shattered the situation that was supposed to win.

Today's panic may not be the sequelae left over from that time.

There are two kinds of magic cultivation, one is to cultivate magic energy, and the other is to inject pure magic energy into the body by high-level demons. The latter is more terrifying than the former, and it is almost completely reborn, becoming the top level overnight. strong.

The consequences are also serious.

Once something happens to the demon that cultivated you, you will also be backlashed by the demon energy in your body.

For example, Bai Yang, a big man with such a high position and authority, died tragically without any precautions.

The Immortal Management Bureau in Yunhai City has now been replaced by the Demon Cultivation Alliance, and the entire building is also shrouded in demon energy.

When Mother Li walked through the long aisle, the demon cultivators on both sides bowed their heads respectfully and said hello. Although the low-level demons were irrational, they were also controlled by the demon cultivators. With his body in his arms, he looked docile and harmless.

In the past, Mother Li enjoyed the feeling of being subjugated and worshiped, but now every time she took a step, the desolation and panic in her heart intensified.

There is no turning back when they open their bows. No matter how the road ahead is, they can only go one way to the dark.

Guiyun Mountain is still calm and calm.

All the ups and downs and stormy waves are hidden under the surface of calm.

The former leader of the Immortal Alliance, Hong Xian, was injured by backlash when he was practicing, and is now recuperating in retreat.

All affairs of Xianmeng are temporarily handed over to his adopted daughter Hongying.

Including Mrs. Yue who just went up the mountain, she should be called Wuyue now.

The person who brought Wuyue back to Yunshan, in addition to some items of Wuyue, also presented a document to dissolve the relationship between the Taoist couple.

"Mr. Chen said that the relationship between him and Wuyue's Taoist couple back then was nothing more than mutual use. He gave Wuyue a place to stay and the elixir of eternal youth, and made offerings to them. And Wuyue became the mistress of the rose garden .Now that the rose garden has disappeared, this relationship has come to an end, please take this document."

This middle-aged woman, who had a mediocre appearance and was thrown into the crowd, could not be found in an instant. After delivering the words, she turned around and left.

The car, which can be called a high-level magic weapon, quickly disappeared in front of Guiyun Mountain.

In the car, the middle-aged woman sitting in the co-pilot carefully held the pot of roses with drooping branches and leaves, looking depressed and in a bad mood, took out a small bottle of psychic liquid and poured it in.

After absorbing the psychic liquid, the color of the petals and branches and leaves is not so dull, but they still look downcast.

"Mr. Chen, don't worry, our husband and wife will definitely take good care of Hua Ling."

The middle-aged woman looked at the flowers in her arms with red eyes, "Hua Ling, don't disappoint Mr. Chen's painstaking efforts for you. When the old man left... you were the one who worried the most."

Although it's just a potted plant that can't move and can't speak, Hualing is almost like a child in their eyes since she was carefully watered by Chen Lao and became sane.

The middle-aged woman seemed to be muttering to herself: "When this generation of demons dies, the aura of heaven and earth will usher in a great recovery after the demonic energy is purified, and then you will be able to practice. Take advantage of the spiritual tide to cultivate a human form, Let Chen Lao's painstaking efforts not be in vain."

And after the two of them left, the cultivator on Guiyun Mountain had already gone to see Hongying with a gloomy Wuyue.

"Leave and take me back to Yunhai City." Upon seeing Hongying, Wuyue almost ordered her to speak.

The clothes on her body are high-level protective magic weapons. Even after being tossed, they are still elegant and dusty. They are pure white and exquisite without any wrinkles. Except for the messy hair, she still looks like the noble and elegant Mrs. Yue. Lifting his chin, he looked at Hongying with a haughty expression.

Hongying raised her eyebrows. She is Danxiu. Most of Danxiu looks gentle and cowardly on the outside.After all, practicing alchemy is careful work, with good energy, endurance and character, and guarding against arrogance and impetuosity.

But it doesn't mean she is easy to talk and bully, "Mrs. Yue, let me continue to call you that. This is Guiyun Mountain, the base camp of monks. Where did you have the face and courage to order us to send you back to Yunhai City? You colluded with the demons, and Demonic cultivators work together to harm all living beings, even if you haven't cultivated demonic energy, it would not be an exaggeration for me to kill you."

It doesn't matter what the occasion is, he dares to boss her around.

Hongying was contemptuous and speechless.

Mrs. Chen's wife, Mrs. Yue, the canary raised in the rose garden, seems to have an excellent reputation to the outside world, but for Hongying's level of status, she can know a lot of news and intelligence that do not match the rumors outside.

Mrs. Yue... is not a good person.

The servants and security personnel in the Rose Garden have accidents every now and then.In addition, there have been several accidents in the Immortal Management Bureau, including some big and small sects and Xiuxian families. This Mrs. Yue has added ink and ink to it.

It's just that they are concerned about Chen's identity, and in most cases, they are patient with her or turn a blind eye to her.

Old Chen is gone, Madam dared to be so rampant this month, and even blatantly asked them to send her back to Yunhai City, the current Demon Cultivation Alliance.

It's ridiculous.

Wuyue's face was ashen, and she stood up with anger, not caring about maintaining her image, staring at Hongying with vicious and resentful eyes, "What are you, you dare to disrespect me..."

Hongying waved her hand impatiently, and interrupted her, "Lock her up first, seal the doors and windows and keep an eye on her so that no one can escape, and make a decision on how to deal with it after father leaves the customs."

"Yes!" The two monks who brought Wuyue over responded respectfully, and were about to take Wuyue away.

If Wuyue doesn't cooperate, they don't mind using means.

Wuyue slapped away the hand that was stretched out to grab her, and said angrily, "How dare you touch me! Do you know who I am?"

"Mrs. Yue, this is neither Rose Garden nor Yunhai City. Please don't be presumptuous here." The expression on Hongying's face turned cold, and her tone became more impolite. Be kind and protect Wuyue.

When Hongying was at the foot of the mountain, she wanted to drive people away.

This kind of cultivator and traitor who colluded with the demons and worked in collusion with the demons did not kill her because of his father's order.

Wuyue's face was livid, she still wanted to say something, Hongying waved her hand impatiently, the former moved her mouth a few times and found that she couldn't make any sound.

Hongying ignored her murderous eyes and asked people to take her down quickly.

Wuyue was imprisoned in a room with a simple and rough layout, but with all the basic furniture and equipment.

The doors, windows, and even the floor below were lined with defensive runes, and she, an ordinary person with no cultivation, could not escape at all.

Wuyue flew into a rage, lost her demeanor, yelled and cursed, and smashed everything in the room to pieces, leaving her bloody and bloody with her weak and boneless hands.

"This child... is really crooked." Every move on Guiyun Mountain could not escape A-Jiang's eyes. At this moment, she was sitting cross-legged in a quiet cave. red string.

A-Jiang drew back the spiritual energy that had treated him, and frowned, that immature girl's face was full of vicissitudes, fatigue and powerlessness.

"Wuheng has done so much for her, even at the risk of his own life, but this child is still stubborn, and ran to Chen Yan regardless of his identity... Forget it, and now he has hooked up with the demons, what a dog bites Lu Dongbin ..."

A-Jian frowned tightly with the anger of hating iron but not steel. He has always been indifferent to other things except big things, but when he mentioned Wuyue, he was full of anger and helplessness. Almost blurted out.

After Ajaan finished speaking, he finally let out a long sigh.

The injury from backlash has eased a lot, and the color of the red string is not so ugly. He waved his hand indifferently, and said calmly: "This is Wuheng's choice, and it is also her choice, but it is all in accordance with God's will."

Ajaan sighed: "She is Wuheng's only blood..." She is also the only offspring of their generation of monks.

Ajaan's generation of monks, I don't know if their cultivation base is too high, it affects their physique or other reasons, even those who are married and have a Taoist couple, they don't have any biological heirs.

The child Wuyue is the continuation of Wuheng's bloodline, and he is also the only descendant who has a direct blood relationship among the monks of their generation.

Over the years, Ajaan took it as a heavy responsibility to tolerate Chen Xing in many ways in the Immortal Management Bureau, and even handled many things lightly, turning a blind eye to "Madam Yue".

Does Wuyue really think that he, a canary who has been raised in captivity without any real power and cultivation, and even your lifelong husband is extremely indifferent to her, can sow and interfere in the affairs of the nine major families of the three sects and stir up trouble?
It's just that those high-ranking monks who read this hard-won blood, looking at Wuheng's face, and the sacrifice she made for the demon seed, turned a blind eye to it.

"It's just a descendant. If the world is peaceful, it doesn't matter how much you favor. But now the barrier of the demon realm is in danger, and the demon army may appear at any time," Hongxian said without any affection for Wuyue, a selfish and willful junior. Also flat and indifferent, "Ajaan, for Wuheng's sake, I can forgive her this time, but what about next time? What about next time?"

"A-Jiang, if this junior is still determined to collude with the demons, even if Wuheng wants to protect her, I will not let her go!"

A-Jiang shook his head lightly, and loosened his frown a little, "If she makes another mistake, I won't let her go."

"Knowing that there is a demon in Tuli's body, Wuyue still wants to kill Tuli," Hongxian thought of the stupid thing Wuyue did back then, and wondered if it was because of the injury, the anger in his chest floated faintly, "If there is no Tu Li bears the demon seed, and she is the one who should be sacrificed! Wuheng has planned so hard for her, but she treats her as an enemy!"

The power of the demon seed is very powerful, but it is also a reminder.

No matter how greedy and ambitious people are, after knowing the side effects of the demon seed, they will avoid it.

After all, greedy people, who would be willing to sacrifice their lives for righteousness and sacrifice themselves around the world?

But at this point, it is no longer your choice whether you want to sacrifice or whether you are willing to dedicate yourself, but whether the people above will abandon you.

Ajaan: "...after all, he is still a child."

It is Wuheng's blood inheritance, and it is also the child they have watched grow up since childhood.

Even though he is dozens of years old, in A Jiang's eyes, Wuyue is still an ignorant child.

"I asked Ah Ying to lock her up. Before the matter of the demon clan is resolved, I will temporarily imprison her. Even if the head of state is watching, she must not be allowed to run back to Yunhai City."

Hong Xian stretched out his fingers to point to his forehead, but there was still a faint sharp pain on the top of his head, and the backlash injury had not completely healed.

If Wuyue colludes with the demons again, he can only be ruthless.

(End of this chapter)