After all, having Granny Yun take action meant that he had the possibility of saving his life.
There is nothing more exciting than escaping death and living.
In front of the hook-nosed monk, an invisible barrier slowly emerged, with ripples of light, like water, more like the flow of a sword.
Accompanied by the sound of the dulcimer, the barrier spread outward, pushing Su Twelve's flying sword back slowly.
With a flick of his finger, Feijian retreated to Su Twelve's side.
Turning his head to look at the flying sword beside him, Su Twelve squinted his eyes and did not add any more energy.
Instead, he waved his hand and put away the flying sword.
"It seems... Your Majesty will definitely protect this person today."
Looking past the hook-nosed monk and landing on the door of the thatched cottage behind him, Su Twelve spoke indifferently.
After his cultivation realm broke through to the Nascent Soul stage, he did not have many effective attack methods that could be used against the enemy.
To break through this invisible barrier, you have to use your trump card.
But the trump card is a means of risking one's life. It cannot be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary.
What's more, the other party may not have really tried their best, and may not have more powerful means.
"If it's not to protect him, I made it very clear just now. Leave this place and let you two do whatever you want."
"But it just can't work here! This may have been the territory of your sect, but the Yunge sect has been gone for hundreds of years, and now it belongs to me."
"Fellow Taoist is a smart man and should know that fighting for no reason will not do you any good."
Seeing Su Twelve withdraw his move, the sound of the piano in the thatched house suddenly stopped, and immediately afterwards, Granny Yun's clear and clear voice continued to be heard.
Su Twelve squinted his eyes, rolled his eyes for a moment, and said with an ashen face: "For the sake of what you said, if I insist on taking action, it seems that I don't know how to appreciate it."
"It doesn't matter, as long as I don't kill him here!"
As he spoke, two cunning rays of light flashed through his eyes.
Bursts of true energy fell from his feet, sinking into the ground continuously, integrating with the earth under his feet.
Um?
The breath of magic?
But it's not an offensive spell. What is this guy doing?
In the thatched house, Granny Yun disappeared.
Only above the guqin, a faint light was beating.
Su Twelve's actions could be concealed from others, but not from Granny Yun.
However, seeing that Su Twelve was only activating his true energy, he had no intention of making any move.
He was confused, but he didn't say anything more.
Immediately afterwards, the light group became quiet, and the sound of thanks was heard.
"Thank you!"
As Granny Yun finished speaking, the invisible barrier protecting the hook-nosed monk also dissipated.
At the same time, the hook-nosed monk who had been staring nervously at Su Twelve saw that Su Twelve looked ugly. But the aura around him was calm, and he really had no intention of taking action again.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly turned his head to look at the thatched cottage behind him, his eyes showing gratitude and his attitude respectful.
"Junior Song Laoliu, thank you for your help, senior!"
Without Granny Yun's help, he would definitely die at this moment.
The hook-nosed monk had already calculated clearly that he had already offended Su Twelve, a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, but he could no longer offend the great god Granny Yun.
After all, judging from the current situation, I am afraid that I will have to stay here to avoid the limelight for a long time.
But just as the hook-nosed monk finished speaking, before Granny Yun in the room could speak again.
The ground beneath the hook-nosed monk suddenly trembled, causing his body to shake violently.
Immediately, a mysterious force burst out from the ground, covering an area of about ten feet around him.
"This is...not good, Grandma Yun, help me!"
The change happened suddenly, and the hook-nosed monk was shocked. Although he didn't know what happened, he also realized that the situation was not good.
The first thing he did was to ask Granny Yun for help.
However, just as the cry for help rang out, the hook-nosed monk was no longer under control, soared into the sky along with a large piece of land beneath him, and flew out of Xiaoshi Village in the blink of an eye.
Outside the thatched cottage, there was a huge sinkhole.
This change happened suddenly, with just a snap of a finger.
Even if Grandma Yun wanted to stop her, she was too late.
What followed was a loud explosion.
"ah……"
A shrill scream echoed from the sky outside the village, resounding throughout the mountains and forests.
Without saying anything more, the hook-nosed monk and the soil beneath him exploded, killing him on the spot.
A gust of breeze blew by, blowing away the remaining dust in the air.
The storage bag belonging to the hook-nosed monk, as well as various resource treasures, turned into streams of light and landed next to Yi Chunqiu, who was doing his best to stabilize the golden elixir in his body.
Looking at the shining magic weapon, storage bag, and elixir bottle.
Everyone in the village was jealous, but no one dared to fight for it.
His eyes quickly focused on Su Twelve again, and there was only horror in his heart!
Just now the music of the piano was played, and Grandma Yun showed extraordinary strength. Everyone could see that she was clearly holding the Nascent Soul cultivator Su Twelve under control.
Unexpectedly, under such circumstances, Su Twelve would dare to take action.
And, it was successful!
"Fellow Daoist! You...have gone too far!"
"Provoking my anger will do you... no good!!!"
In the thatched house, the light group fluctuated, and the clear voice was obviously mixed with a bit of chill and anger.
"Why do you need to be angry? I made it very clear just now. I will never kill him here."
"And Song Laoliu didn't die here, right?"
Su Twelve's face didn't change, with a slight smile on his lips, he asked back.
If the cultivation level is just the same as that of the hook-nosed monk, if he encounters a being like Granny Yun, he will not be able to take action without being reminded.
But now, the Nascent Soul Stage monks can be considered giants, and are no longer the weak little shrimps in this cruel world of immortality.
Besides, he just tested it out, and the other party might be able to overpower him. If they really fight, it's still unclear who will win and who will lose.
I used a little trick in my words, and used the Mountain Moving Technique to move the hook-nosed monk outside the village and kill him.
Even if it's inappropriate, it can be considered as a consideration for the other party and gives him a step down.
In this way, even if the other party is dissatisfied, they will not take action.
"Humph! Daoist is so scheming, but I underestimate you!"
"That's all, that kid has his own fault."
"Come in and meet us!"
In the thatched house, the light group flickered and did not attack Su Twelve again.
Immediately, the light group disappeared, and the hazy figure reappeared, sending an invitation to Su Twelve.
Su Twelve looked straight at the thatched cottage in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then resolutely stepped forward and pushed the door open.
The thatched house doesn't look big, but the interior space is quite large.
There are formations and microwaves flowing on all four walls. The formations are impressive and there is a universe inside.
And the hazy figure that reappeared, sitting behind the piano table, seemed to be both real and imaginary.
Su Twelve was thoughtful, secretly vigilant in his heart, but asked with a smile on his face: "I wonder, Sir, what do you want to see me for?"
Grandma Yun spoke calmly and said angrily: "Fellow Taoist is a smart person. You should be clear that you are looking for me, fellow Taoist, not me looking for you."
