Can Scientific Cultivators Penetrate into the Second Dimension

There is no equal relationship between mortals and immortals.

Regarding this reality, Lin Xiu understood a long time ago that this is true of the Xinan Ling, not to mention the Suxuan Ling, but many times the relationship is not obvious because of the "distance" between mortals and monks. Which foundation cultivator would run to mortals all day for no reason to declare his prestige, they are too busy practicing.

However, when a certain situation occurs that even the monks themselves cannot decide, the change of this "unequal" relationship is suddenly exposed.

But in a few words, the fate of those mortals who are located in the towns and villages between the monks of Wuyunzong has already been decided.

If those monks from Wuyun Sect really abide by Su Xuanling's unwritten rules, they will naturally live in peace, but what if they don't?

Would the Heart Puppet Sect really go to war for the lives of thousands of mortals?

The answer, obviously, is no.

"Then I don't have to worry about anything."

Yu Jian stood on the top of Puppet Mountain, and Lin Xiu exhaled to the vast land in the distance: "Let's do it."

133. Under the Wind and Thunder Gate, Thunder Sword

Slender Road.

Connecting to Nanluoguan in the south and Qiulanbao in the north, it is an ordinary one of the many branches connecting the north and the south in Suxuanling, and it is also one of the backbones of mortal business exchanges.

It's just that it's different from the lively scene in the past. With the news that the monks of Wuyunzong are about to arrive from Nanluoguan, the number of pedestrians who used to come and go on this branch road is becoming less and less. Today, dozens of people have appeared. A rare sight in years——

"There is not even a living person in the Xuanling of such a big Su."

The unhappiness and irritation on Yao Ankang's face were clear at a glance as he faced the empty stone road, which was wide enough for eight carriages to drive side by side.

In contrast, the female cultivator who covered half of his cheeks with a veil and left people with infinite reverie showed a different expression. She said in a pleasant tone: "You can complete the task of the suzerain so easily, your surname is Yao. Are you still not happy?"

Yao Ankang was immediately excited when he heard the words, and quickly said: "I, Yao Ankang, are loyal to the suzerain and Wuyunmen, and the world can learn from it! It's just a pity that I can't promote my Wuyunmen's power this time, you slaughter Xuemanmo I want to sow discord!"

Regarding Yao Ankang's defense, the female cultivator known as Zai Xueman smiled frivolously, and said with thorns in her words: "If I remember correctly, you have joined the Wuyun Sect for only three years, how does it sound better than me, an inner disciple?" Disciples are much more loyal."

"...Yao's determination is something you, a woman, can't understand. I won't argue with you. I'll go ahead to explore the way."

As he said that, he didn't give Zai Xueman a chance to reply, he hurriedly picked up the imperial weapon and flew forward.

In the back, Zai Xueman, who watched Yao Ankang leave, let out a sneer, and didn't care, but thought of another fellow student beside him who didn't say a word the whole time and said: "My good junior, Zhenren Sun is the only one before going out." You were the only one summoned, and the one surnamed Yao has also left, so can you tell Senior Sister what the real person said to you?"

The closed eyes raised slightly, and after glancing at the charming senior sister beside him, Ouyang Ziang said indifferently, "This matter should have nothing to do with the senior sister."

"Hehe, Junior Brother really likes to joke. If this has nothing to do with Senior Sister, could it be... that Junior Brother wants to have something to do with Senior Sister?"

Saying that, Zai Xueman's body approached Ouyang Ziang, but he kept silent about the dozens of late-stage Qi training disciples following behind this scene.

In the Wuyun Sect, which has been established for less than ten years, for many monks who joined it with various purposes, many rules of the sect are still in the ambiguous stage of groping. This rule is recognized by the low-level qi training monks.

One of them is learning to be quiet.

Especially when facing those groups who followed the Master Wuyun before the establishment of the Wuyun Sect, with the same cultivation level, this group will have a wider development space and a stronger background in the Wuyun Sect. , but also have a greater right to speak.

For example, the monk surnamed Yao just now, who is also a foundation-building monk, dared not even speak back in the face of Zai Xueman's ridicule, so he could only run desperately to find the way. If you dare to show a little abnormal behavior, you may be arrested by that tonight to practice kung fu.

Sound incredible?

Don't forget the biggest premise: Wuyun Sect is a sect based on evil cultivation and evil methods.

In this kind of sect, those who look "normal" are abnormal. Fortunately, the resources of the half-colonial land in the south of the river can withstand the profligate consumption of the disciples of the Wuyun sect. However, the Wuyun Sect, which was established for more than ten years, has long since fallen apart, so there is no such thing as today.

Just when Zai Xueman's body was about to touch Ouyang Ziang, the latter finally said: "In a short distance, there should be a town passing by."

"Hmm~ What do you mean by this junior brother?"

Ouyang Ziang opened his eyes, eyes full of resistance and disgust: "If you want to vent, go to those 'two-legged beasts', don't bother me again."

"Hehe, is this also what Sun Zhenren ordered?"

"If the real person doesn't tell me, will the senior sister go through this journey honestly?"

Facing Ouyang Ziang's retort question, Zai Xueman's eyes were smiling, but he withdrew his outstretched hand, obviously acquiescing to this reality.

After hearing this conversation, the qi training disciples who followed behind also showed suppressed excitement. The Wuyun sect...or in other words, almost all the practices of evil cultivators are different from traditional ones.

The most criticized point is that the methods of evil cultivation often pursue efficiency without regard to other things, which also makes the methods of evil cultivation breed various inner demons while practicing—in popular terms, they are negative emotions.

Coupled with the oppressive cultivation environment of Wuyunzong, almost every monk who worships in it will accumulate a lot of pressure in his heart waiting to vent, and for the evil cultivators who pursue efficiency, the most effective way to vent is naturally nothing less than that. several...

"When we arrive in that town, the senior sister will save some of the youngest ones for the junior brother."

Half expecting and half eager, Zai Xueman spread his consciousness forward, trying to see if he could find any "pastime" before the "dinner" started.

Not to mention, she really found it, but the object of this "pastime" might be a little... stronger?

"Foundation?"

Zai Xueman frowned, and at the same time, Ouyang Ziang who was beside him also stopped. Although the group of qi training disciples behind him didn't understand what happened, they also stopped, waiting for the two uncles who built the foundation in front of them. decision.

Passing Zai Xueman on one side, Ouyang Ziang stepped forward and cupped his hands: "I don't know which Taoist friend Suxuan leads here, I am a member of the Wuyun Sect."

"..."

"This trip was ordered by Master Wuyun, and the three major sects of your leadership have already acquiesced, fellow Taoists, don't make mistakes."

"..."

It was still silent, but the man no longer hid and covered up, but walked openly on the Xianqing Road, holding a sword in one hand and blocking the crowd of monks.

After seeing the face of the man blocking the way, Ouyang Ziang's eyes flashed with greed, but then disappeared, while Zai Xueman's eyes behind him were filled with hatred for some reason.

"I don't know friend—"

"Go ahead."

Gently waving the dark iron sword in her hand, Ke Qing finally spoke, but she didn't intend to answer any questions at all, but was extremely straightforward——

"Under the Fenglei Gate, Jinglei Sword, please enlighten me."

— show hostility.

Seeing this, Ouyang Ziang's face darkened immediately, his instinct was like making a move, but when he thought of Sun Zhenren's order before he set off, he could only suppress his anger and say, "Wind Thunder Gate? But as far as I know, my Wuyun Sect should There is no conflict with the noble family."

"I know."

"That--"

"There is now."

134. Doing Unrighteousness Will Kill You 67000 Recommendations

Even the clay figurines were angry, let alone Ouyang Ziang, who had practiced evil methods and had an extreme personality. He immediately lifted his disguise with a smirk: "You have a good skin, and you are here to seek death. If that's the case, then why not?" as you wish--"

He said that he was going to do it as soon as he raised his hands, but before that, Zai Xueman who was behind him took the lead: "Hey~ Junior Brother, don't want to compete with Senior Sister for this fun, it's really amazing if this skin is broken by Junior Brother!" waste."

Seeing Zai Xueman who was already standing in front of him, Ouyang Ziang could only stop with a cold snort, turned around and reprimanded the group of disciples: "What are you looking at, keep going!"

In the words, there was absolutely no intention to take this "Wind Thunder Gate Shocking Thunder Sword" seriously.

This is also natural. After all, it is not only the realm that determines the strength of a monk, but also the cultivation method, the magic weapon used, and various means of coping with the situation. As far as disciples are concerned, they are all within easy reach.

In other words, there was no suspense in this game, but it was a pity that the real person's order was urgent, otherwise Ouyang Ziang really wanted to stay and "tender" with that beauty.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Ziang became annoyed again. After today, I don't know when I will see such a beauty again. Otherwise, let Zai Xueman come out and replace him with himself?

As the thoughts turned, the eyes subconsciously turned back to the front, but it was different from the one-sided abuse in the imagination... It might be more exaggerated, but the object of the "torture" was reversed.

Before and after Ouyang Ziang just turned his eyes away for a few seconds, and Zai Xueman, who was aggressively killed a moment ago, is now in danger.

I saw the purple-haired girl sword who called herself "Wind Thunder Gate Shocking Thunder Sword" walking with her, and her purple electric sword energy was extremely fierce under the blessing of the sword intent. In just a few rounds, she slashed the magical weapons used by Zai Xueman one by one. Fei, among them, the one with poorer quality was turned into scrap iron in two sections with one sword.

When Ouyang Ziang cast his gaze, Zai Xueman, who was already sweating, didn't care about face, and hurriedly asked for help, but it was also at the moment when her attention was distracted, Ke Qing Hengjian who caught the "opportunity" in front of you.

"Sword light like me—"

In an instant, Zai Xueman was surrounded by seven continuous purple sword lights, and her movements, expressions, and words were all frozen at the same time.

"—Cut all the mess!"

Ending with a brilliant and unusual sword shadow, the veiled head flew up high, and as the veil fell off, what was exposed was the ugly lower half of the cheek that seemed to be corroded and burned.

It's just that no one pays attention to her right now. All Wuyunzong disciples, including Ouyang Ziang, have put 12 energy and attention on their bodies, watching this "Thunder Sword" stir up the universe around Zai Xueman's waist. bag, take it and turn around.

"Unjust is doomed to destruction."

……

After the "Shocking Thunder Sword" went far away, there was a faint sound of swallowing and hissing of inhalation. He looked down at the dead senior sister in front of him, and the astonishing purple lightning just now flashed in his mind again. Jian Guang, Ouyang Ziang's eyes twitched.

No matter how unwilling to admit it from the bottom of his heart, he had to accept a reality: if he was in the ground, if he was the one who faced the sword just now, he might not be able to retreat unscathed.

"Where did such a sharp sword intent come from, Fengleimen? Shocking Thunder Sword?"

Thoughts kept turning in his mind, but no matter how he thought about it, Ouyang Ziang couldn't think of a reason. After all, he had never even been in contact with the sect in Suxuan's collar before.

"I'm back, and the Heart Puppet Sect is in front of me. I heard that there is a declining sect called Fenglei Sect nearby... Uh, why is Fellow Daoist Ouyang looking at me like this? And fellow Daoist Zai? I saw her just now... ...see her..."

Speaking of the back, Yao Ankang, who had just turned back, also noticed the strangeness of the people present, and looked forward, and saw the headless dead body standing in the middle of the road.

The mouth opened wide unconsciously, but before Yao Ankang could make a sound, Ouyang Ziang's gloomy voice came from behind him: "About the Fengleimen, please explain clearly to fellow Daoist Yao."

Fengleimen, a declining sect that has been established for less than 20 years, occupies an area of ​​only [-] miles around, and it is even rumored that it has been disbanded.

It can be said that apart from the rumors that there are two foundation-building monks as the head, this Fengleimen is a low-level sect that can be seen everywhere in Suxuan. There is no reason or need to pay attention to such a little-known sect.

However, at this moment, he is asking Yao Ankang over and over again about all aspects of this sect, from the powerful monks to the disciples who have just started... He promises that when he was taught by a real person, he would never forget the truth. I have never been so serious, and it was only when Master Wuyun announced the establishment of Wuyun Sect more than ten years ago that he had a similar performance.

He couldn't help it, after all, it involved his wealth and life.

It's a pity that compared to the Heart Puppet Gate which is three hundred miles away, this Fenglei Gate is not popular no matter from any angle. If it weren't for the existence of the rumored two Foundation Establishment monks, it is estimated that even this little There are no anecdotes.

In addition, Yao Ankang just randomly found two casual cultivators to intimidate and inquire about them. Apart from knowing that there is a "Wind Thunder Gate" nearby, he has no valuable news at all.

"Fengleimen, Fengleimen... Who the hell is this person? Is this someone from the Suxin sect in disguise? Or is it someone sent by the three major sects?"

But no matter what kind it is, the strife between the sects is not something that he, Ouyang Ziang, can handle in the early stage of foundation establishment, even with the addition of Yao Ankang of the same realm, and dozens of people behind him in the late stage of Qi training Neither can the inner disciples of Wuyun Sect.

Thinking of this, Ouyang Ziang felt a sudden retreat in his heart.

If the "Thunder Sword" retreats like this, although the loss is great, as long as the remaining distance and the "task" ordered by Sun Zhenren go smoothly, it will be fine, but if the "Thunder Sword" does not retreat just like that, but Hiding in the dark, ready to deliver that thunderous blow at any time——

Glancing at Yao Ankang, who still had a flustered expression on his face, Ouyang Ziang directly listed him as an abandoned child who could be discarded at any time, or even used as a meat shield in an emergency.