Yin and Yang Dual Cultivation

Chapter 156 Yang Ziyou's Plea
As long as you are willing to go back to your ancestors, even if you are a casual cultivator, you must have a beginning, right?
What's more, powerful monks respect their ancestors very much, because they can achieve their current achievements without the blessings of their ancestors.

However, if the Pingwu faction disregarded etiquette and rules, if they persisted, they would definitely make everyone angry.

Under such circumstances, facing the restlessness and questioning voices of many monks, Mr. Mu also fell into a dilemma.

Why is the undefeated ancestor, his heart is as clear as a mirror.

Because the founder of the Pingwu faction, the ancestor of Pingwu, the current soul is in the sea of ​​consciousness of the bridegroom official Gong Ji in front of him.

It can be said that Gong Chu is the ancestor of Pingwu, and the ancestor of Pingwu is Gong Ce.

If he really worshiped, wouldn't he be cursing himself that he would die again before he was born?This is a great ominous sign for the ancestors of the Pingwu faction and Pingwu.

However, Mr. Mu is now equivalent to a monk facing the entire spiritual land, and it is even more impossible to say that his ancestor has been reborn in Gong Chu.

In such a situation, if one spreads the word to ten, ten spreads to a hundred, I am afraid that before the day when the ancestor is restored, someone with a heart from another spiritual land will come to kill him.
To Mr. Mu, Yang Zhaoshi and Li Kun were indeed just newcomers who came from behind. If they were mere two early-stage Daoist powerhouses, if they moved out of the Pingwu sect's reclusive elders, they would not take them seriously.

However, among the casual cultivators of the same level present, as well as the monks of various forces, no matter how conceited the Pingwu sect is, it is impossible for the Pingwu sect to take over with one arm before the ancestor of Pingwu recovered.

Under such circumstances, Mu Lao's face turned ugly, and he wanted to attack Yang Zhaoshi and Li Kun, but he had no choice.

As for the latter two, they were shrewd enough to be called terrifying, and they were convinced of this, so they just looked back at Elder Mu faintly with a smile.
"Li Lining!"

Just when the atmosphere gradually became uncomfortable, a cry from the monks outside could barely turn the deadlock back.

As for Mu Lao, his expression eased at first, and then amidst the louder and louder voices, he looked coldly outside the sect of Pingwu Sect.

Li An, holding 'Shu Yun' in his hand, stood tall and straight, with firm eyes, but there was only one figure in it, that was Tao Yan'er in red, standing in front of the main hall.

As for the latter, as early as the first exclamation came out, he hurriedly turned around and looked at him. At this time, his expression was mixed with tears and smiles, mixed with happiness and worry. He wanted to quickly walk up to his beloved, but hesitated for a while. , and stood still in place.

Looking at the helpless Tao Yan'er in the distance, Li An felt a twinge of pain in his heart, tightened the 'Shu Yun' in his hand, and stepped into Pingwu.
Not long after the news of Li An and Tao Yan'er came out, Li Ning's name was resounding throughout the martial arts land, so there were really only a handful of monks present who didn't know their names and faces.

In an instant, the entire Pingwu was extremely silent, and a needle could be heard, and everyone was shocked.

Most of the cultivators who had already guessed the inside story naturally understood the meaning and purpose of Li An's coming, but it was not difficult to predict how dismal Li An's result would be in the face of the Pingwu faction entrenched like a giant dragon.
"Boy, are you that Li Ning?!" Looking at the young man with a sword who was walking towards him, Elder Mu's sarcasm was undisguised.

However, Li An didn't pay attention to the Pingwu old man, and just stared at Tao Yan'er in front of him, full of affection and pity, "You have been wronged."

Tao Yan'er pursed her lips lightly, until Li An said a very gentle sentence, the weakness that had been suppressed in the former's heart seemed to have finally found an outlet.

In an instant, Tao Yan'er threw herself into Li An's arms, and everything was thrown to the back of her mind, and she continued to sob in a low voice, as if she was using her tears to tell her lover the endless suffering she had suffered these days. Wronged.

No matter how soft Gong Ce's bones were, he was furious when he saw his wife, who was about to sit down, throw herself into someone else's arms face to face.

However, just as he was about to step forward, Li An mercilessly scolded him, "Get lost!"

The murderous intent in Li An's eyes was as real as it was, making Gong Chuan tremble all over, and the yellow and white things slid down the big red wedding robe in an instant. Cultivators, who are sensitive to five senses and ordinary people, felt a stench rushing into their nostrils in an instant. between.

Immediately, disgust, ridicule, pleasure, etc., all fell on Gong Chue alone. The latter's face changed from red to white, and he hurriedly tried to grab the dirty robe with his hands, but his movements seemed at a loss ,funny.

"court death!"

Seeing this scene, Mu Lao not only felt that his face was dull, but also that Gong Chu, as an ancestor who had not yet recovered, such a scene was a great insult to the ancestor.

After Mu Lao yelled, everyone present was shocked. Only then did they realize where they were now, so they hurriedly lowered their heads and put away their expressions.

And Tao Yan'er, who fell sideways in Li An's arms, froze, and then said tremblingly: "Li An, you go. I only want you to live, I don't want to lose you, you go, I"

Looking up, what Tao Yan'er saw was Li An's firm gaze, her heart trembled, and the slightly incoherent words on her mouth were also paused.

Gently shaking his head, Li An smiled softly and said, "I said I would definitely come, and you don't have to if you don't want to, even if it's a robbery!"

First she was startled, and then, a smile that could infect all things appeared on Tao Yan'er's face. At this moment, no matter where she was or what situation she was in, there was only incomparable satisfaction and love left in her heart. happiness
Holding Tao Yan'er behind him, Li An raised his head, looked at the group of strong Taoists and the highest ranking people in the martial arts, and said lightly: "I, Li Ning, will take away my lover Tao Yan'er today. , whoever stops me will die!"

The reason why Li An has always used the name "Li Ning" is not because of himself, but because he is afraid that one day he will cause a big disaster and implicate the Cuiyun sect that he regards as his home.

And after he drank it, the faces of everyone present became weird.

Because it is not difficult to see that Li An is only at the peak of Spirit Gathering, let alone Mu Lao and other Taoist powerhouses, I am afraid that Elder Wu, who is at the peak of the gods, will not be able to resist with a finger.

Among the many monks, one said in a low voice: "You say that he wants to take Tao Yan'er away, and whoever stands in the way of death, isn't this courting death?"

Another monk next to him said with admiration but a little regret: "For the sake of the one you love, you dare to face the behemoth of the Pingwu faction alone. Be so stubborn, hey!"

After Mr. Mu, beside Yang Zhaoshi, Yang Ziyou stared at the familiar young man in front of him in a daze.

Li An had been with her for a few days, and it left a wonderful and inexplicable mark in her heart.

Now I see Li An resolutely facing many Taoist powerhouses for one woman, forgetting about life and death, envious?envy?Or heartache?Yang Ziyou herself didn't know how she felt in her heart.

However, she clearly knew that she did not want Li An to die here.

So, when everyone was paying attention, Yang Ziyou begged her father beside her and said, "Daddy, please save Li Ning. After all, he has saved your daughter before!"

When Patriarch Yang heard the words, he nodded, shook his head again, and said, "You'er be safe, don't be impatient, father has his own measure!"

After all, Patriarch Yang no longer paid attention to his daughter's pleading eyes, but turned to look at Li Kun, the master of the Zixiao God Cult. An indescribable meaning is conveyed.
(End of this chapter)