Guarding the prison for a hundred years, being born to overwhelm the demon king

He couldn't stop crying anymore.

He was not originally a tough character. The reason why he was able to cultivate into the realm of refining was probably because he was the earthly servant of the old master of the Xuantian Sect and received his care and guidance.

If not, he wouldn't have been in the Refining Realm for almost three hundred years and still couldn't break through.

After encountering the disaster, he was already exhausted, but now he heard that he was very likely to harm Xuantian Clan and completely destroy it.

For a moment, he couldn't hold it in any longer and cried hoarsely, then he passed out.

The frightened big black donkey behind him immediately changed its expression and kept braying. Wang Shuisheng didn't notice it for a while and almost got rid of the donkey.

All of a sudden, there was a lot of noise in the yard.

"My state of mind really has nothing to do with age."

Su Bai rubbed his brows, waved his hand with a headache, and motioned to Wang Shuisheng, who was holding the big black donkey with a look of shock on his face, to help the little old man into the house.

Then, he reached out and took out a palm-sized, simple bronze mirror with many unknown patterns on it from the little old man's arms.

This bronze mirror is Xuantianmen's magical dust-refining mirror. There is a cave in it, and some of the remains of Xuantianmen are placed there.

The trouble has been taken care of, so there is no reason why the inheritance should not be taken care of.

"puff!"

The big black donkey lowered his head, snorted, and stared at Su Bai closely with his bell-like eyes.

His saliva was flowing down and was three feet long.

A donkey in the Form Refining Realm is naturally very spiritual.

Su Bai was not surprised. He held the bronze mirror with his backhand and thought about the various resources inside the bronze mirror.

Xuantianmen is just a small sect with a small number of people and no territory to provide support. Naturally, there won't be many good things when the sect is destroyed and people die.

It's nothing more than some pills, spiritual rice, spiritual springs, and some worldly gold and silver.

However, for him at this time, it is also of great use.

With a thought, he flicked his finger, and the restriction on the bronze mirror was swept away by his will, and a pill the size of a dragon's eye flew out in an instant.

The donkey raised his head, swallowed the pill, and immediately trembled with comfort: "Ah!"

The donkey got the benefit and no longer stared at Su Bai. It flapped its tail and found a corner to lie down.

Chewing slowly.

Su Bai was lying on the rocking chair, facing up to the sky. The sky at this time was blue and cloudless.

High in the sky, only the nine-round sun shines with dazzling brilliance.

Illuminate time and bless all things.

It seems like someone is lying high above the clouds in the sky, overlooking the sky and the earth.

The Nine Immortals Realm has strict legal principles and infinite spiritual energy, like a sky net, intertwined in every detail.

Anyone who is in it is like eating a spider web.

If you want to break the game, you have to get in first.

After coming back to his senses, Su Bai casually stuffed the dust refining mirror into his sleeve, slowly lowered his head, and fell into a deep trance.

He is cautious.

Facing nine immortal beings in the fairyland, some slight carelessness may lead to catastrophe.

Su Bai would never look down on himself, but he also did not think that his ten thousand years of practice was higher than others' hundreds of millions of years of practice.

No one is born invincible.

In the same way, no one is always invincible!

……

call!

A stream of light came through the wind and fell on the barren mountain.

When the divine light dissipated, the figure was revealed, but it was a middle-aged man with a majestic figure and a tall nose and broad eyes.

This man was wearing plain yellow clothes, carrying a long knife on his back, holding a compass in his hand, and looking around.

I saw a large area of ​​ruins among the mountains and valleys in the distance. Like an earth dragon turning over, large areas of mountains and forests were buried under the soil.

"More than ten days ago, that person's aura was clearly gone. How could it be..."

The middle-aged man muttered slightly to himself, then looked behind him: "The ghost is really lingering!"

hum!

A ray of sword light came from the east and landed on another mountain in an instant. This man was surrounded by sword light and could not see his specific figure.

Then, he spoke slowly, like the sound of a sword, somewhat distorted and illusory, making it difficult to distinguish the original voice:

"Brother Lin, you still have a long way to go to get rid of me!"

"Hide your head and show your tail."

The middle-aged man sneered. There seemed to be flames burning in his eyes, and the murderous intention surged in his heart, which was almost uncontrollable: "You dare to pretend to be my Haibo Sect's name and commit annihilation, but you don't dare to report it to me." Name!?”

Lin Baiyun's heart was filled with murderous intent.

"Ha ha!"

As the sword light swirled around, a voice of long laughter came out: "I am a member of the Haibo Sect, how can I say that I am pretending to be someone else?"

"Furthermore, that Xuantian Sect Master was originally killed by your Lin Baiyun's Peak-breaking Blade!"

"How ridiculous!"

Lin Baiyun stared at the visitor, his cold eyes seeming to tear apart the sword light surrounding him: "There is no master of unknown origin in the world, who are you!?"

"Why did you take my name to destroy Xuantianmen!?"

"Xuantian Clan is destroyed, what does it have to do with me?"

The master of Jianguang sneered repeatedly: "I'm just trying to stop you from killing the remaining disciples of Xuantian Clan because of the injustice on the road."

"You also sent others to kill the remaining Xuantian sect members!?"

When Lin Baiyun heard it, he immediately understood the meaning of his words, and he felt angry and couldn't bear it anymore.

Although he doesn't like the Xuantian Sect, he can't tolerate it. Someone uses his name to kill and destroy the sect!

Boom! !

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on his feet, and suddenly there was a strong wind all around, and spiritual energy filled the sky, rolling like a tide!

He pulled out his long sword and unleashed an extremely ferocious sword light!

"Damn thing! Die!"

"Haha! You want to kill me?"

The Lord of Sword Light raised up the sword light like a curtain, covering the sky for hundreds of miles and splitting large clouds. Under the trembling of the large sword sound, he sneered indifferently:

"On your behalf? Not yet!"

Boom!

In the mountains, there was a roar, strong winds swept thousands of miles, and large amounts of smoke and dust were mixed.

Countless amounts of soil and sand were thrown up into the sky!

The mighty momentum shook the mountains and rivers, causing thousands of birds to sing and all beasts to flee.

Under the sound of fierce confrontations and collisions, in the deep mountains, one after another eyes were also projected, either cold and stern, or fearful, or increasing hatred.

Not long after, a wolf howl resounded in all directions.

Roar! !

Immediately afterwards, a red wolf king came galloping over like fire, burning the entire wasteland!

……

Qinghe County, in the small courtyard.

"Gudong!"

Like a stone falling into a deep well, Wang Shuisheng couldn't help but swallow, his palms trembling slightly.

The thing he held in his hand was an ingot of purple gold!

Looking at the purple and red gold ingot, Wang Shuisheng seemed to be living in a dream. During the Dayan Dynasty, gold was considered the most noble and purple was considered the most noble.

One ingot of purple gold, no, even one-tenth of this ingot of purple gold is enough to buy half an outer city, dozens of streets, and tens of thousands of houses that are far better than the ones you rent.

This was a legendary thing that he had only heard of from storytellers in teahouses in the city.

But now, there is an ingot of purple gold in front of him!

In fact, purple gold was not originally a currency used in the world. It was mostly circulated among sects. It was the king of currencies for weighing elixirs and spiritual rice, magic weapons and spiritual materials.

Even for a Form Refining Realm monk like Mu Yunyang, it is quite precious.

"Master!"

Mu Yunyang's voice had a slight tremor: "These, these things were all given to me by the old sect master for safekeeping, they are not kept privately by me..."

He felt a little guilty and a little hurt.

The things placed in the dust-refining mirror are not only the things left by the old sect master, but also the belongings he accumulated when he was the chief internal affairs manager of Xuantian Sect in the past two hundred years.

At this time, seeing these things again, his heart was bleeding!

"Mr. Mu is very thoughtful. I have lost all my belongings. These things can solve the urgent need."

Su Bai asked Wang Shuisheng, whose hands and feet were trembling, to put away the ingot of purple gold. He didn't bother to pay attention to the little old man's little thoughts, and turned to look at Wang Shuisheng and said:

"Take us to the inner city for a walk."

"Senior, are you going to the inner city?"

Wang Shuisheng swallowed, but his hands and feet still couldn't stop shaking.

After all, this is purple gold!

Even if I chop wood for three hundred years, I will never earn one ten thousandth of this ingot of purple gold!

How could this make him calm?

"Master, do you want to stay in this small town?"

When Mu Yunyang heard this, he immediately forgot about his heartache and became a little anxious.

"If the murderer who destroyed the family really follows us, and we continue to stay here, wouldn't we be asking for death? Otherwise..."

When he said this, Mu Yunyang's heart suddenly shook.

He suddenly raised his head and saw spiritual energy rolling in the distance. He could vaguely hear the clash of weapons, the roar of wolves and the roar of dragons, and he suddenly screamed.

As the sect leader said, the murderer is really coming after him!

"Not good, not good..."

Mu Yunyang's face was covered with cold sweat. When he turned around, he saw the owner of his family walking towards the door together with the child as if he hadn't noticed.

He immediately stamped his feet and shouted: "Master, my master!"

"That murderer really came to kill you! Why are you still so calm..."

At this time, he was so angry that he could hardly speak!

"Otherwise, what can we do?"

Su Bai kept walking and just asked: "If someone is really coming to kill me, can the outside of the city be safer than the city with the Great Flame Order?

Great Yan seal!

According to legend, this is an order issued personally by Grand Ancestor Dayan, targeting all practitioners in the world.

However, any practitioner must not use force in the city without permission. Those who disobey the order will be completely strangled by the Pingchaosi Division, the number one violent organization in Dayan!

"Uh……"

Mu Yunyang was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said: "The Great Yan Order is not omnipotent."

"If we are a monk who has reached the spiritual realm, he will have many means to force us out! We still..."

"An hour."

"What hour?"

"An hour later..."

Mu Yunyang was stunned when he saw the master of his family stopping in the courtyard and holding out a finger. His expression and tone were as calm as before.

"You can avenge the whole family to be destroyed!"

"Huh? An hour?"

Mu Yunyang's heart trembled, and he was a little confused.

Suspicion, fear and other emotions kept rolling in my heart.

"Door, the owner of the door..."

He wanted to say something else, but Su Bai didn't want to waste any more words and just walked out of the door.

"Could it be that the sect master has not actually lost his cultivation, but has developed some great magical power that he cannot see through?"

Mu Yunyang was full of doubts. He didn't know where his sect master got such confidence.

The old sect master had been cultivating the spiritual realm for many years and was proficient in many magical powers, but he still died at the hands of Lin Baiyun of Haibo Sect.

Even if the sect master in front of me has an unexpected encounter, can he still surpass the cultivation level of the old sect master?

He wanted to ask, but he could see that Su Bai had gone far away, but he could only lead the big black donkey and follow him quickly.

"It's here again, it's here again! It has only been quiet for more than ten days, why is it here again!?"

"What happened in the mountains? Is there really a great demon about to be born?"

"The previous few times had no impact. This time, it must be a false alarm, right?"

……

Qingshui County was quite lively at this time, and the roaring sound coming from afar was better than a thunderbolt from the blue!

Under the rumbling and shaking, no one can escape being alarmed.

Some people are worried, some are frightened, some are unbearably irritable, and some are beginning to comfort themselves.

The atmosphere of the entire city has changed, and there is noise and noise everywhere.

On the street, the pedestrians passing by looked in a hurry.

Some stopped upstairs to look far away, and some hurried home. Many soldiers were already wearing armor and patrolling back and forth.

The city gate was closed immediately.

Suddenly, there was a roar of wind!

Dragons have their own ways, and rats have their own ways. Ordinary people do not have the magical power to move mountains and reclaim seas, but they also have small and subtle ways to survive.

The secular world and the spiritual world coexist in the same space between heaven and earth, but they are distinct from each other. It is rare and extremely difficult to transcend between the two.

It is naturally extremely difficult for a mortal to step into the world of cultivation. If a cultivator wants to interfere in the secular world, there are mountains like the Great Yan Dynasty lying in front of him.

But even so, how can it erase the fear of ordinary people towards natural disasters?

Mu Yunyang was not surprised by the scene before him, but Wang Shuisheng's breathing was obviously not smooth.

In the previous conversation between the two of them, he couldn't understand the mention of the Great Gathering of Ten Thousand Sects and the Great Yan Order.

However, he also knew that someone was chasing this little old man.

In other words, he is chasing after the senior who he wanted to become a disciple but failed in the end!

How could he remain calm?

"It doesn't matter, just go to the inner city."

At this time, Su Bai spoke calmly, with a calm tone.

But it seemed to have some kind of divine power, which instantly calmed Wang Shuisheng's panic and confusion.

Make him feel at ease!

(End of this chapter)