The most anxious person was Xiao Shangqing, who had been guarding the pond. As soon as he saw the vision of the auspicious horse, he said to Sheng Zhibai impatiently: "The fourth junior brother is here to protect the Dharma. I will go there right away." Bring Xiao Qi back safely!" After saying this, Xiao Shangqing cupped his hands and dived into the deep pool without hesitation, disappearing in the blink of an eye.
Sheng Zhibo pursed his lips. His second senior brother was really nice to talk to. He was so anxious to get down to the pool, so he didn't care about his seventh junior sister. He was clearly afraid of missing the treasure at the bottom of the deep pool.
Alas, Sheng Zhibai felt suffocated when he thought of Xiao Shangqing going down and grabbing a ready-made bargain.
But at least Xiao Shangqing finally went into the pool this time. If he could successfully bring Xiao Qi back, he would have to thank this second senior brother.
Not long after Xiao Shangqing entered the pool, many monks came one after another to the sword formation. Sheng Zhibai saw at a glance that there were nearly ten monks.
They were making spells and manipulating magic weapons one after another, trying to break through the sword formation and enter the deep pool. It seemed that they were all aiming for this vision.
Sheng Zhibo didn't have time to think too much. At this moment, he had to shoulder the responsibility of guarding the sword formation. He rose into the air and bowed to everyone in a neither humble nor condescending manner.
"Fellow monks! I am Sheng Zhibo, an inner disciple of the Cangxu Sect. Under the orders of my senior brother Xuhai Zhenren, we have come here to form a formation to guard the place. Just because there is a monster in the deep pool, and its strength is unfathomable. Test. If the sect disciples who sneak into the pool cannot kill it, it will break out of the deep pool and endanger the common people in the world. Please don't weaken this defensive sword formation and preserve your strength to tide over the difficulties together." After Sheng Zhibo finished speaking, he told them A deep bow, reasonable and restrained, is both a request and an ultimatum. If someone refuses to stop, he will definitely not be polite!
Everyone stopped attacking, but held the magic weapons tightly in their hands, waiting for others to leave first.
I saw a female monk wearing a red gauze striding out from the crowd. She raised her hands and said righteously to Sheng Zhibo: "Cangxu Sect is an ancient cultivation sect. It always aims to support justice and pursue the goal of the world. I am willing to do this for this time." Do your part to capture the monsters." The female monk arrived gracefully. Her red dress and skirt were very eye-catching. Although her curvy figure was hidden in the loose clothes, as she moved, her exquisite curves were visible. Clear as day.
In front of her beauty, her heart moved with her shadow. All the male cultivators present stared at this stunning beauty. For a moment, they were no longer interested in the treasure under the deep pool.
As soon as the red gauze female cultivator finished speaking, a muscular male cultivator wearing a bamboo hat also walked to the front of the sword array, stood with the female cultivator, and said loudly: "I am also willing to protect the Cangxu Sword Array." Everyone. He looked at the two of them curiously, wondering who they were and where they came from.
Neither of them wore sect monk clothes, and it seemed that the clothes did not belong to either party. However, the clothes looked ordinary, but the materials and workmanship were very particular. They did not look like ordinary cultivators at all.
A thin, short, male monk in his fifties walked squarely and swaggered through the crowd. He walked out with a stern look, pinched his white beard on his chin, and raised his doubts: "I am Brother Wu Jizi of the Luan family, you two." How can we be convinced if you don't reveal your name?" The female monk was slightly startled. She didn't want to show her true face, but the current situation forced her to reveal her identity.
She was about to take off the veil from her face, but was stopped by the male monk wearing a bamboo hat beside her, who whispered in her ear: "Don't worry, Miss Luan, I'll be here." The male monk raised his head. He took off his hat, smiled and cupped his hands to everyone, patted the storage bag and raised a gilt waist tag above his head, and said loudly: "Ji Ziheng, I'm polite to you all!" Everyone immediately shut up, and the gilt waist tag was on written clearly
The word "Ji" was used. I didn't expect that the male cultivator in front of me was actually a descendant of the Ji family. They had learned how powerful the Ji family's physical training was. The head of the Ji family even had to show courtesy to the Demon Lord.
Wu Jizi, who had just raised the question, was a little confused. He rolled his eyes, greeted him with a smile, and said with a smile: "Since I can represent the Ji family into the secret realm, your status in the Ji family must be high. You The position represents the position of the Ji family, so naturally our Luan family has no other opinions." The two monks from the small sect present looked at each other and stepped forward together to express their stance: "We are also willing to Join forces with the Cangxu Sect to protect the sword formation and contribute to the capture of the monster!" Unknowingly, six of the ten people had expressed their stance, and everyone gradually gave up their murderous intent and recalled the magical weapons in their hands.
Sheng Zhibai finally breathed a sigh of relief. Just when the young master of the Mo family was about to take over the power urgently, one of the four people suddenly stood up.
"Wait a minute!" The Demon Sect disciple, who was over forty years old, said coldly. Although he put away his magic weapon and stood at the end, his powerful aura made people a little more fearful. The young master of the Mo family His eyes were attracted to it unconsciously.
The disciple of the Demon Sect also knew the etiquette. He bowed his hands to everyone and said in a cold tone: "I am the disciple of the Demon Sect, Leng Muyang. This Ji Ziheng is not a disciple of the Ji family. He was found by our Demon Lord." Ji family hostage, do you really want to listen to a proton?" Everyone was shocked. They knew about the Ji family hostage to some extent, but they didn't expect that he would successfully enter such an important trial. It seems that his strength should not be underestimated. watch for!
Leng Muyang was very dissatisfied when he saw that no one recognized Ji Ziheng's identity as a proton. He was obviously second in the competition, but Ji Ziheng, the fifth place, stole the limelight today!
Leng Muyang placed all his hopes on Mo Huaiyang. He did not believe that with the strength of the Mo family, Mo Huaiyang would speak for a proton of the Ji family in front of everyone.
He strolled up to Mo Huaiyang, with a hint of flattery on his stern face: "I heard that Young Master Mo has made an exception to enter the trial this time. Our Demon Lord is really very concerned about you. Apart from us, Young Master Wei, you are the most appreciated by our Demon Lord! Tell me...is this Ji family hostage a disciple of our Demon Sect? Or is he a disciple of the Ji family?" Mo Huaiyang smiled awkwardly. He smiled, the Mo family was not as popular as before, and now they had no right to speak. After weighing the pros and cons, he had no choice but to reply awkwardly: "I'm afraid that neither party can settle it..." As the young master of the Mo family, Mo Huaiyang's status is naturally different. As soon as these words came out, the thin and short male cultivator of the Luan family couldn't help it.
He turned to Ji Ziheng and sneered: "What? It's that person! He's just a traitorous hostage, but he really has the nerve to stand up, bah!" Seeing this, another monk from the Luan family hurriedly agreed. : "That's right! A proton can't figure out his identity and wants to be in the limelight. It's really..." Ji Ziheng had no room to refute everyone's criticism and insults, because he was indeed the hostage thrown by the Ji family to the Demon Lord.
And he is in a situation where both sides are distrustful of him, and it is not a day or two anymore. No matter how much he refutes, it will not help...
"Insolent! The children of the Ji family are not yours to talk about! If you don't accept it, fight me and beat you until you accept it!" The female cultivator surnamed Luan could no longer hold back and stepped forward to save Ji Ziheng without hesitation.
In her eyes, the world of cultivation has always respected the strong. No matter which cultivator he belongs to, if he dares to provoke her, he will be beaten until he surrenders.
The two Luan family monks present shut up instantly. Luan Wushuang's menacing voice was something they, the Luan family monks, were all too familiar with!
Since the leader of their family, Luan Wushuang, was present, they couldn't say anything else. After all, she was the bargaining chip for the Luan family and the Demon Sect to join forces, and they couldn't easily provoke her now.
If something goes wrong over this, all the previous efforts made by the Luan family will be in vain. When Leng Muyang saw someone coming to Ji Ziheng's rescue, he snorted coldly and was about to walk away. He glanced at Ji Ziheng fiercely and said to a female cultivator in dark red clothes: "Ms. Feng, let's go." The one who was called for
The female cultivator "Feng Niangzi" is a disciple of the Demon Sect along with Leng Muyang. She came third in this competition and is a cultivator named Feng from a cultivation family.
The Feng family originally had good relations with the Mo family. After the Demon Lord took over Moying Mountain, the Feng family also defected to the Demon sect. With their own strength, they did better than the Mo family.
"Ms. Feng", whose birth name is Feng Xin'er, is the new prodigy of the Feng family. She looks like she is only in her early thirties, but is actually already in her mid-forties.
Leng Muyang is her new Taoist companion. They are both the genius of the sect, but they are both talented and beautiful. However, Feng Xiner actually had a Taoist companion before and gave birth to a daughter who was raised in the Feng family and is now twelve or thirteen. Years old.
Feng Xin'er is naturally charming, and her figure is as good as Luan Wushuang's. Compared to Luan Wushuang's charm, she can be described as seductive.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. I'm so envious of Lady Feng!" Feng Xin'er pursed her lips with a meaningful smile, turned around gracefully, and followed Leng Muyang out of the deep pool.
After a small commotion, the two monks from the small sect had already hid behind the crowd and did not dare to say a word.
They know they can't afford to offend these big shots. They come here just to watch the excitement. If they have the opportunity, they will make a profit.
The two monks from the Luan family remained silent because of Luan Wushuang's presence. As the two disciples of the Demon Sect left, only the two monks from the Mo family were left who did not clearly state their position.
Luan Wushuang still wore a red gauze face. Although the Mohist monks did not recognize her, they knew about Ji Ziheng's romantic affairs, and they just brought them out today to embarrass him.
"Ouch! This little lady has always been wearing a veil, which family does she belong to? Could it be that she was the concubine given to Brother Ji by the Demon Lord?" The monk from the Mo family smiled coquettishly, and his words were half true and half false, which made people laugh. I had to listen.
Mo Huaiyang was also a pervert. As soon as Luan Wushuang appeared, his eyes never left her, but due to her outstanding temperament, unlike other female cultivators, he did not take action.
Now, when his own monk made fun of this female cultivator, he couldn't help but say: "Hahaha! This figure is really hot, and her small appearance must be very charming. She really looks like a female cultivator from the Demon Sect!" Luan Wushuang tightened her arms. Fist, her cheeks under the veil were flushed with anger. She was wearing a wide robe and long skirt today. I don’t know where she saw the charm?
They actually spoke so frivolously, but when did Ji Ziheng take a concubine? Wei Yousi has been hiding this from her. Is it normal for the Demon Sect to take concubines?
Luan Wushuang looked at Ji Ziheng with questioning eyes. Ji Ziheng lowered his head guiltily and acquiesced to this matter.
That day, when Ji Ziheng came back from Yuyin Tower, the Demon Lord rewarded him with a pretty charming female cultivator from the Demon Sect.
Although there was no sign of Luan Wushuang in front of him, it was still very charming, and he was satisfied in his heart. It was better than nothing.
"You Demon Sect men are so good!" Luan Wushuang said angrily. She didn't know whether it was her disappointment in Ji Ziheng or her distrust of Wei Yousi, but more importantly, she was sad for her difficult situation.
"Wushuang, I..." Ji Ziheng couldn't argue, feeling a little regretful in his heart.
