Because we don’t know when those evil cultivators plan to start jumping over the wall. They could only send people to guard outside at all times, paying attention to any disturbance. Chu Xingzhi got tired of keeping watch all night, and began to frantically pick up the jade slips, asking the eight families how the investigation was going and when they would be allowed to go back.
Of course, there was no response.
"When you came to the human world, didn't the elders ask you to bring news?"
Xue Yu turned around and asked the people from the Bishui Sect. The Bishui Sect can be considered a very Buddhist sect, and this prison robbery has nothing to do with them, so they should know something.
With Xue Yu staring at him like this, Si Miaoyan shook his head, "I'm sorry, we didn't get any news either."
"But Ye Qinghan and the others are definitely innocent. It's just that not long ago, you all stepped on the face of the Eight Families, and they will definitely be angry. Just get through this period and it will be fine."
"What about the punishment on Yun Que's side?"
Chu Xingzhi squeezed to the side and said fiercely: "It's her who caused us innocent people to end up like this. We must not let him go."
"..." He was too capable of ruining the atmosphere. Si Miaoyan decided to ignore Chu Xingzhi and continued: "I feel that the Yue Qing Sect would be reluctant to depose the cultivator, but if she really let the demon cultivator in, the Yue Qing Sect would It’s useless to be dissatisfied. But one thing is strange, she seems to be emboldened.”
She is still calm and composed under the hands of the Eight Families and Five Sects. Should we say that she is fearless even if she doesn't know, or does she have some trump card?
Ye Qiao let out a light sigh.
She did not get involved in the conversation between several people. She made a sudden exclamation and made them look at her. Ye Qinghan asked: "Do you have any opinions?"
Ye Qiao's tone was vague: "Yes. Maybe she is a young master of the demon clan. The demon king of the demon world came to save the beauty."
These are all things that cannot be said for sure.
Ye Qiao has always done things that have nothing to do with herself, and she doesn't care if Yun Que finds another employer or another flower protector.
But if he had to mess with her, Ye Qiao wouldn't mind tearing off her flower protector.
"You mean, someone will save her?" Si Miaoyan followed Ye Qiao's thoughts strangely. She couldn't help but think of something that happened a long time ago. It seemed that during a mission about the demon clan, Yun Que was accompanied by a man. .
Ye Qiao spread his hands and said, "Maybe."
Her unclear words made Si Miaoyan feel even more suspicious. She pulled the jade slip and tried to contact the elder. Chu Xingzhi noticed her behavior and became a little wary: "Si Miaoyan, what are you doing?"
Si Miaoyan: "Contact the elder and ask him if he can strictly guard the water prison where Yun Que lives."
As a result, after several repeated attempts, no reply was received. Si Miaoyan was helpless. It seemed that within a few days since he came to this world, the elders had frequently lost contact, and they didn't know what happened.
"Maybe they were tripped up by something." Ye Qiao clapped his hands, "Otherwise there is no reason not to contact us. The elders can't count on us, so we should do it ourselves."
The first step now is to appease the ordinary people. In the past few days, the evil cultivators have been causing chaos, causing many people to disappear one after another, causing people to panic.
The Talisman cultivators set up a barrier to trap them in the palace, preventing them from entering or exiting. Many royal family members were dissatisfied and asked who they were.
"I think you people simply don't know the dignity of others, and you bully the emperor and ignore the superiors."
Si Miaoyan said: "Old man, please listen to what we have to say first..."
Mu Chongxi went to provide psychological counseling to her own father, and the rest were a group of royal family members who were trapped in the palace and were not allowed to enter or leave.
He didn't listen, "What are you people doing?"
Si Miaoyan: "We..." She originally had a soft personality, but she was interrupted after saying a few words, which made her feel helpless.
Ye Qinghan impatiently pressed his sword against the old man's neck, his eyes cold: "Now, can you listen to what we have to say?"
The other party's voice was instantly stuck in his throat, as quiet as a chicken.
Simiaoyan looked at the restless royal family and the royal family, and said softly: "We are monks from the world of cultivation. The fact that so many people are missing in the imperial city is probably caused by evil spirits. You don't have to believe us."
"But we won't play with the lives and deaths of people here."
"So please be patient."
Simiaoyan looked too gentle and not very trustworthy. Ye Qinghan frowned and prepared to go up and shock them.
Just then, the door suddenly opened.
Shi Shiran, a group of people from the Changming Sect headed by Ye Qiao, kicked the door open, "Yes. That's right, this is our responsibility."
Zhuyou covered his face.
"..." From whom did you, Chang Mingzong, kick out the door whenever you disagree?
With the arrival of Changming Sect. The originally tense atmosphere disappeared, and Ye Qiao walked over, looking like a leader of the five sects, "If you don't believe them, you can believe me. Those who believe in me will have eternal life."
The level of narcissism makes you want to slap her on the head.
But sometimes, self-confidence has its benefits. Her personality is too soft to hold up the scene, but Ye Qiao can control the scene perfectly.
"Even if you don't believe us, you can at least believe her." Song Hansheng was a little bored by them. At this time, even if he couldn't stand Ye Qiao's arrogance anymore, he could only follow it, "We are the number one in the world of cultivation. , I believe she will be fine, right?"
"If you pick up any monk, you may not have seen what she looks like, but you have definitely heard of her name."
Ye Qiao smiled and said, "I'm here, there will be no surprises, don't worry."
They also calmed down. These people could never be ordinary people. They couldn't get out under the formation, but these people could come and go freely, and they were all from the royal family. With such a status, facing Xuan Zhi and Xuan Zhi, they could not get out at all. They Mo Yue also know a little bit about the matter.
Some older people have even dealt with monks. They don't believe it just because this group of people looks too young.
Mu Chongxi followed the emperor, and he didn't know how Mu Chongxi persuaded him. The emperor looked a little dazed, and it seemed that his world view had been refreshed. He cupped his hands and said solemnly, "In that case, I'll leave it to you. .”
Seeing that it was finally settled and these people stayed quiet, Simiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Let's go."
Make preparations for the people in the palace, and the rest is what they have to solve.
Calculating that it was almost time, the sky darkened, like a dormant beast lying quietly, ready to choose someone to eat. After several Nascent Soul stages, he expanded his consciousness and paid attention to the wind and grass around him. Late at night, the grass ball rolled gently, and Ye Qinghan Said 'Here we come'
"But not completely." Ye Qiao added for him. After all, there was no movement from the evil god.
This made Ye Qiao even more confused as to what this evil god wanted to do. It didn't go out, but it asked its little brother to come up and send them a wave first? interesting.
The evil cultivators all came for the monks. There were more of them than the monks. They had been dormant for more than two months, and they had been waiting for today. They all appeared together and headed straight towards them.
He kept mumbling words and kept shouting "For my Lord"
The brainwashing was very thorough, and the evil spirit spread, targeting several high-level positions, and immediately entangled them with a completely life-threatening style of play.
Dan Xiu had no fighting ability, and Si Miaoyan was another matter. She gently played the melodious flute. The moment it sounded, her movements were more or less delayed, and the sword cultivators who had seized the opportunity were killed with one sword.
"Didn't the evil god come out?"
"No, at least I didn't feel that pressure."
Ye Qiao had summoned it, and it felt very oppressive.
If it really comes, the scene will not be what it is today.
Ye Qiao was thinking frantically about the evil god's intentions while dealing with the evil cultivators coming straight at him. She didn't notice at all. She just used the bamboo shoot to injure people and then went to find the next target.
She did this subconsciously, and so did Mu Chongxi and others, only injuring them.
Looking at these indecisive disciples, several monks rolled their eyes and neatly harvested the lives of those evil cultivators for them.
"This is not a big competition between you. Those evil cultivators have deserved their death, so why should they hesitate to take action?"
After two Nascent Soul stages, the rest are all in the late, middle or peak stage of Jindan.
Where did the world of cultivation come from with so many teenage geniuses in the Golden Core Nascent Soul stage? Their identities would be easy to identify.
A group of treasures from the five sects.
"Just like killing monsters." Seeing them moaning, a few casual cultivators who had watched their competition couldn't help but cheer her, "Langlang! You are so energetic chasing monsters." Where is your son?"
"Kill them quickly!"
"Even if all your classmates are dead, you can kill nine of them, Lang Lang!"
Ye Qiao almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
Is it appropriate to mention this shameful title at this time?
She moved her wrist and took a deep breath: "I know, I know." She won't show mercy.
Zhou Xingyun was the first to come to his senses. He turned his wrist and directed the bloody gas towards the opponent's fatal area. He easily dodged it without getting his clothes dirty.
This is also the first time for a group of descendants who have never experienced the big world to kill someone.
"Song Hansheng. Why are you standing there in a daze? Come and help."
Song Hansheng held several talismans in his hand, "Are you ordering me?"
Mu Chongxi urged: "Hurry up." No matter how good the sword cultivator is, in this kind of team battle, the range of the talisman cultivator is not as wide as that of the talisman cultivator. He impatiently said: "I'll cover you, stop beeping."
Song Hansheng walked over reluctantly, with talismans flying around him, and he walked out without raising his head, "Why do you want us to come here to save people?"
Song Hansheng has never been able to figure out why he should protect these people.
Do monks deserve this? They obviously started practicing just to live up to the expectations of their sect and family.
"Responsibility. This is our responsibility." Mu Zhongxi kicked the evil cultivator away, stabbed it with his sword, and the Morning and Night Sword transformed into a warrior and fought side by side with him.
"Didn't Ye Qiao hold you back without hesitation?" It has nothing to do with anything else, this is just what a monk should do.
That scene is clearly recorded in the photo stone.
Song Hansheng sarcastically said: "So your Changming Sect is the stupidest."
If it were him, he would definitely not reach out.
Mu Zhongxi rolled her eyes at him and continued to cover Song Hansheng's actions. Fu Xiu needed to be protected by a sword cultivator, and it was enough for the alchemy cultivators to stay within a safe barrier.
Zhou Xiu saw that his grandma was among them, and she was holding a sword in her hand. There was almost only an afterimage of her swordsmanship. The shadow of the sword was so strong that he was shaken by his eyes, thinking of the various tortures she had inflicted on him on the road.
I always feel cheated.
Zhou Xiu couldn't hold back and asked, "Who are you?"
This method of making a show of manipulation is probably not as good as that of the Changming Sect.
Ye Qiao took a look and saw that it was her grandson.
She had no intention of teasing him and replied: "In Changming Sect, you can take a guess."
Four talisman formations were opened in a row, but there were still many evil cultivators jumping up and down with clear goals, which were to send them to me.
"Get out of the way, let me do it." Mingxuan took out a dozen talismans from under his skirt.
With the sound of "Broken", the electric current rushed up, crackling and exploding, and the surging spiritual energy swept away and stirred up movement.
"...?"
Oh no, Mingxuan just hung the mustard bag around his waist. The mustard bag was too conspicuous, so he used his skirt to cover it for fear of being recognized.
But in the eyes of others. It was this female monk who fiercely took out a dozen talismans from under her skirt.
Then Chu Xingzhi also took out a sword from under his skirt.
Cunxue hung on his waist, and he took it out from his waist. In the eyes of outsiders, they were two perverted combinations.
"……"OK.
You guys from the five sects are all awesome.
Turning around, he saw that the scene on the other side was even more powerful. Qin Huai didn't like the skirt being in the way, so he tore the skirt into pieces with one hand and jumped up easily. Several sword energy transformed into a silver dragon and jumped up.
The Qingfeng Sword formed an invisible sharp blade in his hand, and the young man forced his way to the front by relying on the bloody method of using violence to counter violence.
What a fierce sword intent, what a powerful sword technique...
So why are you all tearing up your skirts?
Ye Qiao was happy looking at this rare scene. He simply opened the photo stone and stuffed it into his arms. Then he would go back to the sect and find an auction to sell it.
Sprinkling bright light green sword energy, the vibrant flowers looked particularly out of place in the melee. The moment Cang Shengdao's sword energy was swung away, the impetuous emotions of people could be calmed down inexplicably.
The breeze dispersed the surrounding evil spirits. Ye Qiao frowned and looked into the air, feeling that something was vaguely wrong.
She and Mingxuan were back to back, covering each other, and whispered, "The evil god hasn't come yet, why do you think these evil cultivators are attacking us?"
Mingxuan squinted his eyes and looked at the black mist-like gas. He vaguely noticed something was wrong, "...I always feel...the person they talk about as my master is someone else."
Someone else?
Ye Qiao started to think about what was wrong.
On the other side, Zhou Xiu was also brainstorming crazily.
There is no doubt about the strength of Grandma Li. Although they are all in the Golden Core stage, there is still a big gap between those who have passed down the Golden Core stage and ordinary people.
No matter how you think about it, you know that it is definitely extraordinary to be able to fight with those direct descendants who have high eyesight.
The girl in green's tone sounded a little sad, as if she had been deceived. She waved her sword and sighed, "Haven't you seen it yet?"
"Is that stick called Bu Jianjun? Or is it a bamboo shoot? It doesn't matter anymore."
"Ta Qingfeng and Bu Jianjun." The other party was silent for a moment, "In Changming Sect, who else do you think she could be?"
To be honest, it is a joy to form a team with this kind of leader in the world of cultivation. It would be better if you don't get fooled.
Poor Zhou Xiu, he was tricked from beginning to end.
Except for Ye Qiao from Changming Sect. Who can be so coquettish and escape completely after offending the evil god?
Zhou Xiu suddenly paused. If I remember correctly, Chang Mingzong seemed to be just a junior sister, right?
This shocking news made his voice tremble slightly, "My grandma, Changming Zong Ye Qiao?"
