(God's perspective)
The strong wind rolled up the blinding yellow sand, constantly blocking the path of a pair of immortal masters and disciples.
Due to some reasons, the magic power of the Immortal Master and Disciple was sealed, and the Immortal Master and Disciple had varying degrees of scars on their bodies.
The disciple carried his master and braved the wind and sand to move forward.
"You old guy who can only giggle, don't fall down here. I haven't killed you with my own hands, you must not die!"
The apprentice in blue and white Taoist uniforms was mumbling, and the sword on his waist was faintly glowing red.
And the master the apprentice is holding here is the one who came out from Jingling Mountain to track down the evil spirits - Taoist Master Chengyun.
The wind and sand have been blowing for five days and five nights. As a disciple, Nanjo Shin has not stopped these days.
They seemed to be spinning in circles, and it seemed that they could not get out of this windy and sandy land.
The wound on Taoist Master Chengyun's body opened again and began to bleed, and one side of his arm also turned black due to the use of spells.
Nanjo Jin couldn't hold on any longer. He vaguely saw three figures walking towards them through the wind and sand.
Is this going out...
Someone come quickly...save my master...
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"Why did wind and sand suddenly arise here?" Soul Du Dharma Master asked, "Why don't we go directly back to Jingshan Du Dharma Gate without using the body-piercing spell?"
"Well..." Qiu Shan also looked at Yun Qishen.
Yun Qishen crossed his arms in front of his chest, "You may not notice that your magic power has not recovered now. The wind and sand here limit the use of magic.
To put it bluntly, these sands hinder the casting of spells.
Not only the spell of piercing the whirlpool, but also the ordinary sword control is impossible. Even the storage ring cannot be used. "
"Ah? How could this happen? This was not the case when my junior brother and I came here."
The senior brother of Dufamen was a little surprised.
Qiu Shan looked at Yun Qishen and wanted to ask what to do next.
Yun Qishen naturally understood Qiu Shan's intention. In order not to lose his way or lose Qiu Shan, he worked very hard to find the direction.
"Then it can only be said that you caught up with a good time to come. We encountered some troubles on the way to the ghost country. Presumably the wind and sand here are also left behind by the trouble.
I always feel that this matter has a lot to do with mythical beasts.
When and where will the beast control conference you mentioned be held? "
"The Demon King won't be interested in the beast control conference..." The senior brother of Du Dharma Sect heard Yun Qishen ask this question and he didn't know how to answer it for a moment.
Yun Qishen did not pry into the inner thoughts of the here Dufamen, because he thought that the senior brother of the heredufamen would tell him everything.
"It sounds very interesting, but I took a closer look to see if this beast control conference has something to do with the riots of the mythical beasts." Yun Qishen looked at the disciples of the Du method with complicated expressions. It seems that there is something else to do after the beast control conference. ah.
The senior brother of the Du method couldn't help it, "I'm already like this, so I'll just tell you everything I know. But Demon Lord, you have to promise me not to let other immortals know that I told you."
"Don't worry here, I understand how bad those immortals are." Yun Qishen recalled the days when he was a cat in Jingling Mountain, and he was disgusted to the extreme by Taoist Master Xuanxin.
"The Beast Control Conference here is not held every year. The Beast Control Conference will only be held at Chongyuanmen once every ten years.
The Chongyuan Sect here is highly regarded in the immortal world for its ability to control beasts.
The winning Taoist master of the Beast Taming Conference has the right to occupy the entire passage leading to the Divine Beast Valley in Ancient Ao.
The Jingling Mountain where the Demon Lord was previously did not participate in this beast control conference.
I heard that Jing Lingshan will also participate in this beast control conference, and that the winning Taoist in this beast control conference will be the leader who leads the immortals to fight against the Xinjiang states.
This beast control conference is very dangerous. Please be careful, Demon Lord, and don’t join in the fun out of curiosity. "
The senior brother of Dufamen also saved Jiang Liu because Yun Qishen saved him, and he always felt that he was not as bad as other immortals said.
Faced with the kind reminder from Senior Brother Dufamen, Yun Qishen just smiled and said, "How did you know that I would join in the fun out of curiosity?"
"I am also the senior brother of the Du method. There are so many junior brothers who need me to take care of. I am the best at reading people's thoughts. Even if the Demon Lord can hide, his subtle expressions will not be hidden." Senior brother also smiled and explained with Yun Qishen.
"You are really amazing. I thought you disciples of the Du Dharma Sect can only speak loudly. I didn't expect that you, the senior brother, are really competent at what you do."
Yun Qi deeply admires people who can understand other people's thoughts without using magic.
Although he also wants to be like that, because he has the ability to peek into the mind, even if he can do that, others won't believe it.
"Demon Lord, you're rewarded. In my opinion, Demon Lord, you did a very good job. Recently, there have been no fights between demons and ordinary people. This proves that Demon Lord, you will work harder... Wait! Demon Lord!" ! Look in front, there seems to be two people fallen!"
As the disciple of Du Dharma Sect was talking to Yun Qishen, he saw two figures falling on the sand dune in front of him.
"Please hold on to Qiu Shan, let's go there." Yun Qishen took a few steps ahead, and his eldest brother, who was a disciple of the Dharma Sect, pulled Qiu Shan to prevent Qiu Shan from disappearing.
Soon the three people came to the master and apprentice who fell to the ground.
Yun Qishen looked familiar at the clothes of his master and apprentice. After he helped the two of them up, he found out the identity of the master who had darkened skin.
"Taoist Priest Chengyun?! Is this person also a disciple of Jing Lingshan?"
Yun Qishen was unable to use the healing technique due to the wind and sand, so he could only take Taoist Priest Chengyun and the two of them to find a place to rest first.
Qiu Shan cared more about the Immortal Dao disciple who was with Master Chengyun than he cared about Master Chengyun's injury.
"Qiu Shan, do you recognize this disciple?"
Yun Qi deeply thought that Qiu Shan had entered Lingshan very early, and Qiu Shan, a disciple who looked the same age as himself, must have recognized this. It's just that 90% of the sword cultivators in Jing Lingshan don't recognize Qiu Shan.
"Well..." Qiu Shan gasped as usual, "...Nanjo Jin. The chief disciple of Chengyun Hall..."
Still a master and apprentice.
Yun Qishen looked at Taoist Priest Chengyun's dark arms and was puzzled.
How did all this happen? It doesn't look like burnt. Could it be melanin deposition? Haha, probably not.
But why is Taoist Chengyun here?
Forget about this for now, but when will the wind and sand here stop?
Yun Qishen originally thought of waiting for the sandstorm to stop, but it turned out that the sandstorm seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.
"Demon Lord, I always feel like we are trapped by something!"
The senior brother of Dufamen shouted against the wind and sand.
"What nonsense are you talking about? I can see it too." Yun Qishen replied and then vaguely saw the shadow of a huge monster in the wind and sand.
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