Rebirth: Reversal of the Immortal Way

Chapter 30

Not far from the cave, two people stood there quietly, their aura was well hidden, and they were not discovered by many golden core monks and high-level monsters.

"Fellow Daoist Yue, something is wrong with fellow Daoist Si." A frivolous voice sounded, matching that unrestrained smile, it was Rong Huantian.

Yue Qianye watched the confrontation in the valley with a sullen face, but did not respond.

Rong Huantian saw that she was indifferent, rolled his eyes, and said: "It's so pitiful, the Qi training stage is the same as the golden core stage, the difference between heaven and earth. Tsk tsk, it's a pity that such a beauty is lost. Ah, I can't bear to see it..."

Yue Qianye was originally impatient to talk to him, but Rong Huantian babbled like a gossip, making people want to punch him to silence him.Yue Qianye couldn't help sneering, and said forcefully: "Rong Huantian, I only tolerate you because I don't bother to kill you, don't challenge my endurance."

"...What if I want to?" Rong Huantian said in an ambiguous tone, looking seriously at her beautiful side face.

Yue Qianye withdrew his gaze from Si Ling, looking at him with an inorganic indifference: "I have used many methods to make you lose your body immediately, do you want to try it?"

At that moment, Rong Huantian had no doubt that Yue Qianye would do what he said.This woman is too mysterious, and there is a desire to peep. She is obviously just a young outer disciple, but she hides her cultivation, and the magic weapons on her body are endless. Stone to measure.

Rong Huantian rubbed his nose, and stopped provoking this woman, but still asked: "Are you really not going to save him? If you don't do it again, that Zhou Qingyun will do it."

Yue Qianye crossed his arms and said coldly: "Although his cultivation level is low now, he was also a monk in the Foundation Establishment stage. If..." He can't even deal with these people, how can he be by her side in the future?Although she swore to protect him, she couldn't protect him for the rest of her life. He must have the ability to protect himself.

Moreover, she also wanted to know what the disappearance of the demon lotus had to do with Si Ling.This is to protect Si Ling!Yue Qianye said this to herself in her heart.

Rong Huantian felt a little depressed when he didn't hear the following. When he thought that Si Ling was dead before, the woman looked heartbroken and affectionate. Now that she found out that Si Ling was not dead, she didn't recognize her. Instead, she hid to the side and watched coldly. .Does this woman really love him?Fortunately, he did some tricks to test it before, and it turned out that the cultivator still loves himself more!
At this time, monks came out of the cave one after another, and they were shocked to see the scene in the valley. Although they didn't know what happened, everyone thought that Si Ling would definitely die this time, and was overwhelmed by the gods of more than a dozen Jindan monks. Locked by consciousness, it is impossible to escape, what else can I do except accept my fate obediently.

"Are you handing it over yourself or do you want me to do it?" Zhou Qingyun said coldly.He is a tall, middle-aged man with a violent temper, which is related to the fire attribute skills he practiced. When encountering things, he always acts faster than his head thinks, but his combat power is also comparable to that of few people in the same level of.

Si Ling coughed up another mouthful of blood under his pressure, and said with difficulty: "I really don't know what you are talking about."

Seeing that he was still stubborn, Zhou Qingyun intensified his pressure on him. Seeing him kneeling on the ground with a pale face, he snorted coldly: "Don't play tricks on me, you have the wood spirit of the demon lotus on you, then The monster must be related to you, so quickly hand over the monster lotus."

Hearing that Si Ling once again cursed the monster that caused him trouble in his heart, he firmly denied it.Admit it, but die faster.

"Fellow Daoist Zhou, I really can't feel the breath of the demon lotus on this son." Chen Minran frowned and said, his divine sense swept across Si Ling's body again, but found nothing.

In fact, the demon lotus was snatched away by that terrible monster, and they had no intention of snatching it. After all, the coercion of the monster was too terrifying, as if it was above everything, and it was not something people at their stage could resist. It's even good to escape a life.It's just that the temptation of Yaolian is too great, making them all want to get some benefits, and after listening to Sun Quan's analysis, they start to chase after her.In the end, when the wood spirit energy disappeared, they met Si Ling. Although his low cultivation base made them suspicious, they wanted to see if there would be any special surprises from him anyway.

Another reason why everyone can be so carefree is that Si Ling is a casual cultivator, and a low-level casual cultivator. He has nothing to do with the sect present and has no backing behind him, so they didn't put him in the in the eyes.

Zhou Qingyun didn't believe it, and his eyes stopped on Si Ling's storage bag, "Maybe he has a magic weapon to block the spirit of the wood spirit."

The rest of the people didn't say a word when they saw that he was unwilling to give up. They wanted to forcibly check their storage bags before they died. Is this different from a robber?Although high-ranking monks can ignore the wishes of low-ranking monks and trample on their dignity at will, under the watchful eyes of everyone, it is still necessary to maintain the face of the famous sect and the ancestor of Jindan.

Sun Quan thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said: "This possibility is very small. If he really has a magic weapon to block the wood spirit energy, the wood spirit energy will not disappear until seven days ago."

After listening to others, they also think it makes sense.

But Zhou Qingyun was straight-tempered and reckless, and he became impatient after hearing them chattering for a while, so he decided to go directly to fetch Si Ling's storage bag and kill this low-level casual cultivator by the way.

Although there was nothing shady about the things in the storage bag, Si Ling hated Zhou Qingyun's actions.Seeing him approaching, Si Ling's fingers hanging by his side began to gather soul power, preparing for a sneak attack, and then took the opportunity to escape.Si Ling was already thinking about it, and estimated that after this time, his special soul power would be exposed to others, but in this case, he didn't want to pretend to be weak and die.

Seeing that Zhou Qingyun was already in front of him, and when he reached out to slap Si Ling's head, a spell suddenly hit Zhou Qingyun's palm, and his whole hand and arm froze quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, glowing in the sun. Sen Leng Hanmang.

Zhou Qingyun backed away quickly, and quickly used the fire spirit power on his body to release the ice from his hands.But what was shocking was that no matter how hard he tried, his hand still remained frozen, and the spell frozen on his hand was so strange that he couldn't undo it.

Zhou Qingyun was startled and suspicious, and roared angrily: "Who is it, come out for me!"

This sudden scene surprised people. Following Zhou Qingyun's furious roar, everyone saw a figure approaching with a sword not far away, and fell to them in an instant, jumped from the sword and fell to Si Ling who was kneeling on the ground Beside him, he raised his hand and put away the ice sword.

Everyone was in an uproar, the spirit sword that this man was flying with was actually an ice sword. Looking at the cold air surrounding the sword, they all knew that this thing must not be ordinary, and they had never heard of any monk who used ice to make a sword.Looking at that man again, he looks very young, a very handsome man, slender, wearing a simple white Taoist robe, but his breath is as cold as the ice on the glacier, as if he has no popularity at all, a pair of ice-like His eyes looked at the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators not far away without any emotion.

He was obviously only one person, but that posture and aura, as if the dozen or so Golden Core cultivators facing him were like floating clouds in the sky, did not leave the slightest trace in his eyes.

When they saw this person's appearance clearly, the expressions of the two Jindan stage monks of the Tianzong Sect suddenly changed drastically.

Si Ling's original condensed soul power dissipated, and he raised his face with difficulty. From bottom to top, he could only see the man's graceful chin and thin pink lips, but the familiar appearance still made him feel a little relieved. Startled.

"Big brother..."

(End of this chapter)