Dressed as a villain: I rely on an iron pot to revive the world of immortals!

Chapter 113

"You're dead this time!" Before leaving, Wang Yue challenged Chen Muxue.

No one on Chen Muxue's side paid any attention to her, so she turned around and left in a bored manner. After walking a few steps, she suddenly stumbled with her left foot and fell to her uncle's early years.

Cen Li chased his hands away quickly, turned his head away, and pretended to look around.

"Nice job." Chen Muxue patted him on the shoulder.

However, there is one thing that Chen Muxue is quite puzzled about, that is, no trace of the demon race was detected on Jiang He's body.

Could it be that she misremembered, the one in the book is not a demon?Or is this black air not what the book says?

Or... Chen Muxue looked at Wang Yue's back thoughtfully.

"Big brother, what is Xianmen?" Xiao Hua, who had been hugging Chen Muxue's thigh, suddenly turned her head and asked Cen Lizhui.

Chen Muxue also set her sights on him when she heard the sound. The Immortal Gate was mentioned in the original book, but there were not many descriptions. It seemed to be a very strong and mysterious sect, which had almost escaped the mortal world.

However, the person in front of him...

Chen Muxue thought of how he was eating, and couldn't feel how "out of the world" he was.

Cen Lizhui scratched his head, a little guilty: "Immortal Sect... I am just a very low-level outer disciple, and I don't know very well, haha, let's go back to Qianding Sect quickly!"

He changed the subject and said: "Looking at so many bad guys, and the Flying Star faction stalking them, it's better to rearrange the restraints of Qiandingmen, isn't it?"

When he said this, Chen Muxue became worried, indeed, didn't Xiao Feng come in and out freely before?Now they seem to be displeased with the appearance of Qiandingmen, and they still have to re-impose restrictions.

But the problem is, she won't!
"Actually, I know a person who is very good at arranging restrictions. I promise to make sure that no one else can get in easily!" Cen Lizhui suggested.

Idlers like Fei Ying are not allowed to enter. Since I am a sincere and upright immortal disciple and a friend, there is no need to stop me if I want to come over for a meal...

Thinking of this, Cen Li coughed lightly.

"It costs a lot of money to set up the restraint?" Chen Muxue looked at Cen Lizhui cautiously.

"Five hundred spirit stones are definitely enough!" Cen Li promised, patting his chest.

Although in normal times, this is not even enough for the appearance fee of the uncle himself, let alone the messy formation, but with his lobbying, he will give some face, right?

After confirming that there was nothing else to do, Chen Muxue and his party headed back to Qiandingmen, while Cen Lizhui flew towards Xianmen.

"It seems...a bit desolate..." Huo Lian stood there, looking at everyone's merciless backs, feeling that the north wind was bleak and no one cared about it.

"Bang!" Cen Lizhui, who was flying on a big gourd, was shaken by the barrier and rolled 720 degrees in the air.

"Huh?" Cen Li chased and hugged the big gourd he bought, and carefully checked around the gate three times, "That's right, it's here, why can't I get in?"

"You still have the face to come back? I am curious, what are you riding?" A white-haired man in the enchantment looked at the big gourd that Cen Li was chasing with disgust.

"Uncle! Did that old man, Master, change the barrier again? Let me in!"

The white-haired man waved his hand like chasing flies: "The mount is too ugly, so it won't pass!"

Cen Li rubbed his forehead with a headache.

After pestering for a long time, he was finally put in, and before he could notify the headmaster that his traitor had returned, a horrific scream rang out.

"Ah—you dare to look for me with five hundred spirit stones!? God, is there something wrong with my ears? Help, I have auditory hallucinations, and the leader is going to die!"

Cen Li chased after watching his uncle turning around exaggeratedly, and was speechless for a moment...

(End of this chapter)