Chapter 341 Acting

Style: Heros Author: Lili BaicaoWords: 2249Update Time: 24/01/12 01:54:53
Lin Chen took a deep breath and said to the Jindan Masters: "Senior brothers, hurry up and tell Uncle Fuguang that I will ask the master to come out of seclusion. I must capture him this time!"

Wei Yu and other four real people nodded solemnly, turned into rainbow light, and disappeared into the sky.

Yunli clenched her fists. Taishang Elder Ling Su was the most powerful human cultivator. It seemed that Taiyi Sect was bound to win this time.

"Junior Brother Su, Junior Brother Mo, please go and inform the leaders of each peak to come to Taiyi Hall, hurry up!"

After giving the instructions, his figure rose and fell, and in an instant he disappeared among the mountains of black shadows.

"Little Master, please return to Taiqing Peak as soon as possible. Try not to go out these days."

After admonishing An Ran, Su Xu said to Yunli: "Junior sister Yun, please send the young master back to Taiqing Peak first."

The sect is not absolutely safe. In such chaotic moments, it is easiest for people to take advantage of loopholes.

After everything was arranged, he called Mo Huai and Yu Jian hurried to the major peaks.

Yunli was a little tangled at first. After a while, everyone in charge would rush to Taiyi Palace and stay at Taiyi Peak. It would be more convenient to find opportunities to eavesdrop on intelligence and know their subsequent deployment in time for response.

However, there are so many Nascent Souls in Taiyifeng, and under the eyes of all the powerful experts, if they reveal anything strange, they will also put themselves in danger, especially now that they have become suspicious of themselves; True Monarch Fuyu is not around, and the Taiqing Peak Mountain System It's much safer and you can discuss it with your cousin.

At this moment, Su Xu's instructions directly helped her make a decision. She pursed her lips, and she knew that if she did more, she would make more mistakes. At this moment, she had to be more cautious.

Clinker, before they could fly to Taiqing Peak, the Protector Formation sounded the alarm, followed by anxious roars echoing over Taiyi.

"Hurry up and activate the formation, your True Lord Fuyu is injured!"

Fuyu? injured?

Yunli's eyes widened, did you hear that right? Didn't he go to the Phantom Palace to investigate the death of True Lord Qianshu with several other True Lords?

There are so many Yuanyings in the Phantom Palace, and he himself is also a Yuanhou monk. Who can touch him? !

Can Ye Pavilion again?

There were no people from Canye Pavilion seeking revenge along the way. Could it be that the target of their revenge was not the core disciples of the younger generation at all, but the Nascent Soul True Lord of Taiyi Sect?

Yunli took a breath, frightened by her own guess.

With the precedents of Qian Shu and Jin Lan, the current Nascent Soul Lords are all very vigilant. Under such circumstances, Can Ye Pavilion can still succeed. How powerful is this power?

Moreover, Fuyu is different from the two of them. Qian Shu and Jin Lan specialize in divination and are not outstanding in actual combat;

And Zhenjun Fuyu, who specialized in alchemy in the early years, single-handedly shouldered the great cause of Taiyi Sect's elixirs. After giving birth to a baby, he devoted himself to practicing magic. The family affairs were left to his eldest disciple, Zhenren Danyin, while the great cause of alchemy was left to him. The second disciple, Danyang Zhenren, took over.

Those who can cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage will not be bad at understanding. After years of accumulation, his magic has already been perfected. Now he is more inclined to practice magic than to be an alchemist. Therefore, his combat power is not the same as that of the two academic masters. The same cannot be said.

Could it be that the one who could hurt him was another decisive shot?

Looking at An Ran, they immediately turned back and rushed to the mountain gate.

At the same time, everyone in Taiyi was shocked when they reacted, and rushed to the mountain gate to find out whether it was true or not.

A sudden burst of fierce air flow passed through the air, and some disciples who were unable to dodge were like fallen leaves swept down by the autumn wind, and they stumbled onto the flying magic weapon.

Yunli stomped on the green banana fan, swooped down, hugged An Ran who had fallen into the flying sword, and asked with lingering fear: "Who is that?"

The man's speed was so fast that she couldn't see his face clearly. She only felt a white shadow flashing in front of her eyes, but she could really feel the pressure, which was stronger than any Nascent Soul cultivator she had seen before.

But when he passed by, the glance he casually glanced at her made her feel like a gleam on her back and the blood in her body was frozen.

"The Supreme Elder, Lord Ling Su." An Ran pursed his lips, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes. The Supreme Elders were all out, so the news should be true.

"Are you really the Supreme Elder?!" A voice interrupted, "Then Master Fuyu, is he really injured?"

"No way?" Another person who stabilized his body and flew the magic weapon into the air again answered, "That's the leader of Yifeng, who can hurt him."

The man said and turned to look at An Ran, "Senior Sister An, are you right?"

An Ran put on a strong smile, covered up her messy dress, and helped her crooked bun, "Naturally."

She blinked her eyes, as if to convince herself, and murmured to herself, "Master is one of the most empress monks in the mainland. No one can hurt him, yes, no one can!"

My cousin is really good at acting!

Yunli raised her hand and touched her forehead. The expression on her face was hidden by her wide robe sleeves. She recalled that when her cousin was still a naive person, she actually attacked Zhao Wanying who was pretending to be weak and pitiful. This made the Queen's grandmother worried. Such a stubborn person will suffer a lot in the future.

Time flies, and the person who refused to give in at the beginning has now learned how to act.

The few people had just said a few words, but before they could figure out the result, another gust of cold wind passed by from above. Now Yunli could see clearly.

The extremely simple gray-white monk's robes, his beard and hair are all white, but his complexion is very rosy, and he has a certain air of immortality, but his eyes are as sharp as swords, completely destroying the gentleness and compassion of the immortal.

After being stunned for a moment, a group of people turned around and chased towards Taiqing Peak.

Following behind, Yunli breathed a sigh of relief. He was tripped here, and his senior brother's place was much safer.

When they arrived at Taiqing Hall, Fuyu's residence at Taiqing Peak, the hall was already crowded with people, and almost everyone of some status came.

Seeing An Ran staggering out of the banana fan, Su Xu quickly stepped forward to support her.

"Little Master." He called out, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He had just received the news and rushed back to Taiqing Peak. He didn't know the specific situation of Master Zeng.

An Ran looked at him in a daze, pushed his hand away, and stumbled towards the hall with frivolous steps.

In the crowd, Yunli saw Mu Yan's face was pale and her breath was disordered. She was shocked. Ling Su's aura was undisguised. The monks who passed by were all affected. A Yan was in retreat before.

She came to her side in a few steps, worried: "Are you okay?"

"The formation blocked most of it, I'm fine." Mu Yan smiled weakly, "What's going on?"

At the final stage of stabilizing the cultivation, a powerful pressure suddenly invaded. The surrounding spiritual energy suddenly became restless, and almost went crazy. At the critical moment, fortunately, there was Qingxin Glaze Fire...

Now is not the time to talk, Yunli shook his head, "I don't know, I just know that Zhenjun is injured."

In the room, apart from Headmaster Fuyue, Taixiao Peak Fushu and several other peak masters from the sect, there were only two senior brothers, Danyang and Danyin.

An Ran's eyelashes trembled slightly, and she slowly walked forward and saw clearly the unconscious Fuyu on the low couch. Her body shook and she froze on the spot, her face full of disbelief.

Immediately, his thick and beautiful eyes were filled with mist, and his voice was slightly choked, "Master."

She called out anxiously and bit her lower lip to prevent herself from making any sound, for fear of disturbing the Supreme Elder who was treating Fuyu.

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