Lingxian Zhenjun

Chapter 287 The Strange Nascent Soul

Goshawks flew high in the sky, under the floating white clouds, the earth shook, and there were many Hu cavalry fleeing in panic, fleeing in all directions.

As the sun shone, the flames from the flying yellow talismans rolled into balls, whizzed past them, and shattered the slightly protruding grass hills in the distance.

There were also flying dharma swords that cut through the limbs of the horses and the bodies of the knights, and continued to pass through the crowd of people while being controlled by monks, leaving behind a lot of mutilated corpses.

"It's so fucking enjoyable." He Yannian leaned on his stick and exhaled, "No wonder Chen Daoyou killed so readily."

"It's a pity that after that, we have to go back and do more good deeds to see if we can make up for the shortfall."

Gui Fushou also stopped, somewhat hesitant to kill too many, which would affect his future cultivation.The old brother next to him looked at his expression and smiled boldly: "Killing a barbarian is nothing but revenge for five years ago. As long as your heart is happy and your thoughts are clear, why are you so scrupulous? You, the more you cultivate, the more confused you become."

In the vision of the crane and the turtle, the barbarians had already dispersed and fled away, only a few comrades were still chasing and killing them, and the rest of them slowly approached. After all, the number of people who came out was not many, and there were only a dozen or so in total. Still caring about massacring ordinary people.

Yu Feihong wiped his Dharma sword and came over: "Second old man, let's go see Daoyou Chen."

I don't know when, during this period of time, everyone abandoned their age, and there was a faint trend led by Chen Yuan. Seeing the figure of a bull and a man chasing and talking to the crazy old man over there, everyone looked at each other and walked there tacitly .

……

"Put it down!"

The old cow was running and jumping on the grass, and the fat Taoist didn't know when he got on the back of the cow. He pulled the mane, clamped the ribs of the cow with his feet, and screamed violently up and down.

It's not about asking for help from the owner over there.

Right now, Chen Yuan is still in the shape of a monkey. She glanced at it lightly, but ignored it. In her eyes, she saw a group of cultivators coming towards this side. Monkey King didn't have the heart to talk to these people. Pulling the arm armor out of the crazy old man's hand, the phantom of the great saint behind him gradually turned into nothingness, rose into the air and disappeared.

Here, Chen Yuan's chained golden armor and purple gold crown also quickly disappeared, and turned into a light blue robe again.

call!
Chen Yuan let out a heavy breath, steaming all over her body. As soon as the great sage left, she seemed to be in a state of collapse, her legs were a little weak, and she almost couldn't stand up. It was the master next to him who quickly helped him to stabilize his figure.

"Apprentice, your body is not good enough, so don't turn into a monkey. It happens every time. It's very embarrassing for the teacher." The crazy old man looked at the disappearing armor with some disappointment, but he didn't forget to say: "Next time, I will turn into a monkey again." , remember to wear that majestic clothes for the teacher."

"Master, I don't want to get rid of it."

Chen Yuan also smiled, straightened up immediately, and arched her hands towards the elder Hegui and Yu Feihong and other monks who came over: "Yuan thank you all for coming out of the city to accept the invitation and come to kill Hu."

"I don't like them a long time ago." The one who spoke was the evil cultivator in purple and black robes. He also knew about Chen Yuan's past affairs, and he liked the sentence the other party said the most: "I am an evil cultivator, and I have a small mind." Therefore, Come to help this time.

Without him, it is the right taste.

"It's just a pity that the high priest of the barbarians was rescued by their people." Chen Yuan endured weakness and sighed, "But the crisis at Feiyan Pass has been resolved, but what about next time..."

"What does Fellow Daoist mean, continue to kill?" The evil cultivator in Zijin's robe brightened his eyes, became more and more interested in Chen Yuan, and cupped his hands heavily: "Is it possible for me to say that if Fellow Daoist Chen kills into the depths of the grassland, it will be considered I have one."

Just as Chen Yuan was about to speak, the feeling of weakness in her body became more and more obvious. Standing on the spot, she finally couldn't help shaking, only feeling dizzy, and a tearing pain came from her lower abdomen.

"Fellow!"

"Apprentice?!"

The fat Taoist who was still on the back of the bull in the distance also noticed the situation here, and hurriedly patted the old cow to let him drive over.

"Dizziness, abdominal pain..."

Chen Yuan looked at the approaching figures, the faces of the two elders, Hegui and Master, became blurred in her vision, and the tearing pain in her lower abdomen melted into a crackling sound of a 'click' in her ears. It was a scorching heat that went straight to the heart.

"Uh... ah..."

Chen Yuan wanted to force herself up, and grabbed the master's shoulder. The crazy old man's eyes stared straight in pain. The old man bit his lips tightly and dared not let out a painful growl, for fear of shocking the apprentice.

"Boss, what's wrong with you? Have you been tricked by that barbarian priest?"

The fat Taoist turned over and got off the back of the bull, stumbled over, and reached out to support Chen Yuan. Chen Yuan seemed to have lost her support, and also fell on Sun Zhengde's arms. Her pupils looked at the blue sky lazily, and there were lines around the whites of her eyes. A streak of blood looks quite terrifying.

The two elders, Crane and Turtle, stepped forward to check, one took the pulse to drain the mana, and the other pressed his forehead to check the whole body, the two of them suddenly looked startled, looked at each other, and then spoke anxiously.

"Take Chen Daoyou back to Feiyan Pass first. His altar is broken. It's just a little strange to transform into a Nascent Soul. Maybe let Zhangjiao Liu see it, he can know a thing or two."

A group of monks also looked in amazement at Chen Yuan, whose consciousness was blurred, the golden elixir was broken, and the Nascent Soul came out.

The threshold for buying Yuanying at such a young age is too exaggerated.

Now everyone wants to go back and think about it, but they are still in a hurry to protect the fat Taoist and carry Chen Yuan all the way back to the pass. Only Lao Niu walks behind, urging the woodcarving gods to follow from time to time.

'Hey, I just worry about my life, and I have to let me clean up with a cow. '

……

Time passed little by little, the sun climbed into the clouds, and when Chen Yuan was sent to Feiyan Pass, the grassland was facing west, and the endless sea of ​​grass was rippling in the wind.

The grassland is vast and deserted. Occasionally, one or two white bones can be seen lying among the grass. I don’t know how long they have been there.People who are not familiar with the grassland trespassed into the depths, most of them will get lost, starve, and die when encountering ferocious beasts.

At this time, on the ground, the turf suddenly swelled up, and then the soil rolled upwards. A flash of magic light flashed, and Hu Duyan rushed to the ground in a panic, stretched out his hand and grabbed the half-naked high priest up. Such a burly body, He ran two or three hundred miles with him, but he was very tired, so he sat down on the ground and watched the fainting high priest panting heavily.

"Hey... hoo hoo..."

Hu Duyan breathed out two mouthfuls of turbid air, raised his hand tremblingly and pulled off the cloth on his left shoulder. The skin and flesh on the shoulder was black and black, and there were even a few openings, and the torn flesh and blood could be seen inside. It just hit him, making him frown.

He turned into a goshawk to sneak attack, took the opportunity to snatch the high priest and escape, thinking that the eagle ghost could hold the opponent's god for a while to buy him time, but he was scattered before half a breath. However, the opponent's stick did not hit the body firmly, otherwise the person would have died in the ground at this moment.

However, just by rubbing it, Hu Duyan could feel that his shoulders no longer belonged to him.

The high priest can bear so many blows, which shows how deep his cultivation is.

(End of this chapter)