Too much fruit

Chapter 473
  On this night, in the Ersheng Temple and Xuanyuan Hall.

The bright lights in front of the statue illuminated the two uncertain faces.

Yun Jiuye was wearing a bright yellow robe that represented the eldest disciple of the sect, and his face showed no signs of illness. He was not at all traumatized as Elder Kaiyang said. On the contrary, he was full of energy and in his prime.

However, his complexion was not as good as his physical condition.

"Fifth Junior Brother, this time, you are impulsive."

After a while, Yun Jiuye said softly: "The rules of the sect are that you are not allowed to harm fellow sect members. If you are caught with your actions in the Nine Heavens Immortal Gathering Formation yesterday, you will have to pay with your life."

"If you can take Jiang Li's life, you can exchange one life for another, and you will make money." Ling Wujue didn't care about breaking the rules, but said with some regret, "It's a pity that I couldn't take Jiang Li's life after all. , by the time I knew the situation, it was already too late."

When he was trapped in the formation, the people from Kunxu Immortal Palace deliberately informed the news, allowing Ling Wujue to take the initiative to go to danger, and then held Elder Kaiyang back. If he could get the information early, he might be able to do more.

But in that case, Ling Wujue might already have his head in a different place at this time.

Seeing Ling Wujue's unconcerned look, Yun Jiuye felt really helpless.

He also wanted Jiang Li, his great enemy, to disappear, but this was not how he disappeared.

The sect has its own laws, and Jiang Li is not without background. Even if you want to deal with Jiang Li, you must not use excessive means openly, and even secretly, you must not have unnecessary relationships.

Otherwise, even if he succeeds, he will still face punishment from the sect and revenge from Elder Tianxuan.

"Don't ever think like this again."

Yun Jiuye warned: "You have not contacted Kunxu Immortal Palace before, and your actions in the formation can be said to be careless, but don't have such thoughts in the future. Jiang Li can't find any evidence. If you suspect me, you cannot retaliate, otherwise it will be a violation of the sect rules. You have never done anything, and you don’t want to do anything, remember this."

Ling Wujue felt unwilling to see this, but he also knew that what he should do now was to lie dormant instead of continuing to target Jiang Li.

If you really get caught, the passive one will be your own side.

It is only right to wait until the limelight of this matter has passed before making any plans.

Thinking of this, Ling Wujue nodded and was about to respond when Yun Jiuye suddenly raised his hand to stop him from speaking.

Then, Yun Jiuye pointed his finger, and a talisman light burst out of the door and shot into the dark night, and pitch-black skulls appeared one after another.

"boom!"

The rune of light exploded, turning into streaks of earth-yellow thunder, tearing through the darkness and striking the skull's head.

The thunder was so strong and powerful that it shattered the strange skulls. In an instant, dozens of skulls shattered into black energy, but in the blink of an eye, those black energy condensed and formed again.

"Eight Evil Rasheng."

There was a soft shout in the darkness, and the skulls screamed like ghosts and wolves, and piled up into an evil portal. Thunder bombarded it, sending out streaks of black smoke, but it was difficult to break through.

Yun Jiuye suddenly frowned, and with his parallel fingers, a series of talismans took shape, overlapping one another to form one body. At the same time, he shouted: "Who dares to be so arrogant here, you evildoer!"

"No, no, I'm not being impudent, I just want to make friends with you two."

The strange skull-headed portal was quickly pushed closer, and suddenly opened not far from the front of the hall, and a scholar in white walked out of it. There was a vague smile on the neutral face of a man or woman that could not be seen.

"I just came to tell you two some news. Jiang Li, the true successor of your noble sect, has reached the sixth level of Dao Fruit. I think he will be promoted to the fifth level soon. The Dinghu sect will have another core figure in the future, and you two are going to What a powerful enemy."

After hearing this, Ling Wujue's expression condensed and his eyes flashed coldly, while Yun Jiuye pointed his fingers and stared at the scholar in white, "Ho Luo Shen?"

The evil aura condensing evil thoughts of disaster and this strange aura reminded Yun Jiuye of the only demon cultivator among the nineteen gods and demons who had been promoted to the fourth level - God He Luo.

This made him look solemn and alert. After all, He Luo Shen was a fourth-grade person. Even if his body was sealed, he would not be easy to deal with.

"As expected of the true disciple of the Dinghu Sect, with a keen eye like a torch," the scholar in white saluted with a smile, "I wonder if you are satisfied with this news?" Yun Jiuye raised his sword eyebrows when he heard this, and there was a sharp look between his eyebrows. Sexy, he said in a deep voice: "What do you mean?"

"Of course I'm showing you a clear path," the scholar in white put down his hand and said, "Jiang Li was attacked by Kunxu Immortal Palace. Although he was rescued in the end, he was seriously injured. He faced strong winds, chiseled teeth, Kunxu Immortal Palace Yu Shuyan, the Momen assassin, and the second son of the Jiang family surrounded five fifth-level men and killed three people in a row, but they also paid a heavy price. Even if they were already at the sixth level, they were not allowed to be promoted. This is the best time to deal with him."

The scholar in white was chatting eloquently, and in a few words, he told the details of Jiang Li's danger, which made both Yun Jiuye and Ling Wujue have strange expressions on their faces, and their minds were up and down.

They thought about the danger of Jiang Li's encounter, but they did not expect that there would be five fifth-level siege. With such a formation, even Yun Jiuye didn't dare to say that he could kill three people, but Jiang Li did it.

Such strength already made Yun Jiuye feel terrifying.

"Such a person, if he is promoted to the fifth rank, his strength... Tsk, tusk," the scholar in white shook his head and chuckled, "To put it bluntly, I am afraid that he is not the head disciple of the Dinghu Sect. The enemy."

This is actually quite polite. If Jiang Li really reaches the fifth level, Yun Jiuye will definitely not be his enemy. There is no need to worry about it.

Even before being promoted to the fifth level, Jiang Li, who killed three fifth levels in a row, might not lose to Yun Jiuye.

Of course Yun Jiuye knew what the scholar in white meant, and Ling Wujue couldn't help but look gloomy and murderous.

"Do you have a way..."

Ling Wujue immediately wanted to ask for advice, but was stopped by Yun Jiuye.

This contemporary great disciple of the Dinghu Sect had a stern look on his face and a sharp look on his brows. With a flick of his finger, the talisman flew out like a dragon.

"He is deceiving the public with his evil words, and actually wants to bewitch Yun to kill his fellow disciples."

Yun Jiuye shouted loudly, and the dragon roared in the sky. The majestic Qi machine crashed on the skull door, and the dragon with the talisman went straight towards the scholar in white.

In the flash of lightning, the figure of the scholar in white flashed and retreated directly into the portal. Then the skull portal suddenly closed and collided with the wandering dragon.

Bang!
  Accompanied by violent explosions, a large hole was blown out of the door. Countless black skulls entangled the dragon like a long chain, and the evil spirit was fiercely entangled with it.

But Yun Jiuye just focused his gaze, and complex patterns of talismans appeared on the dragon. His energy was strong, and with a sudden shock, the skull was shattered, and the portal was annihilated.

"Yan—"

Roaring like a real dragon, the wandering dragon shattered the door and charged into the night with its fangs and claws. But at this time, the figure of the scholar in white was no longer visible behind the portal. He seemed to have merged into the darkness and disappeared without a trace.

In the palace, Yun Jiuye put down his right hand sternly, and his other hand was already holding a jade statue tightly in his sleeve.

The jade statue is in the shape of a Xie Zhi, exquisite and clear. Except for the red light that appears when the other party says to make friends, it does not show any abnormality at other times.

This means - the truth!
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  Like a shadow, wandering in the darkness, in a blink of an eye, they left the Ersheng Temple and came to the long bridge in front of the temple.

The scholar in white appeared and looked back at the temple. The Ersheng Temple, which had returned to silence, was like Yun Jiuye's mind. The silence was so deep that it was difficult to see its full picture.

"It's clear that his mind has been aroused, but he still manages to keep his expression and not show any flaws. Yun Jiuye is a person with deep thoughts."

He admired softly, with a dark color flashing in his eyes, and a hint of weirdness, "But, can you really hold it back? Just because you can hold it back doesn't mean that the threat doesn't exist. This is not a question of whether you can bear it or not. , but a question of whether you are willing or not.”

Yun Jiuye is indeed powerful enough. Even at such a critical moment, he can still hold back and not show any signs of abnormality, but there are some things that cannot be tolerated.

Should we allow this threat to advance, become bigger and greater than ourselves, or should we try to eliminate this threat?
  Are there really people in this world who sit back and watch their enemies grow up step by step? He didn't believe it anyway.

The scholar in white grinned, his face distorted violently, and even his body changed like smoke, "I'm waiting for you to take action, boss, and fifth."

The figure suddenly disappeared, and in the sudden blue light fluorescence, the scholar in white turned into a blue butterfly, swaying leisurely, as if it were virtual and real, and flew into the night, disappearing in the blink of an eye, as if he had never appeared before.

(End of this chapter)