Looking at the black figure in front of him, Zhou Xian showed an even uglier smile, and a gust of cold air rushed up from the soles of his feet to Tianling Gai.
Of course he knew that the man in front of him was the white-clothed divine monk and the leader of the Demon Sect, Yu Liancheng.
Not to mention Yu Liancheng's killing spree on Liubo Mountain, countless demons died in his hands.
It is said that he integrated the Demon Sect and renamed it Changsheng Tower, sweeping the Central Plains with his unworldly appearance. During this period, countless masters of cultivation died in his hands.
Moreover, most of the powerful people in the cultivation world could not survive even one of his attacks.
If the other party slaps me in the face, I am afraid that I will have to go to see my son in advance.
Xiaohuan next to him looked at his grandfather's appearance, covering his mouth and snickering.
This made Zhou Xian angry and confused. You are a girl, and your grandfather is about to be killed, and you are still laughing.
Seeing that Zhou Yixian had given up, Yu Liancheng ignored him, but magically took out a bunch of candied haws on a stick, handed it to Xiao Huan, and said with a smile: "When I passed by a small town earlier, I saw a candied haws of apples seller. I don't know why. I just bought a bunch of them, and it seems like they were destined to do so.”
Xiaohuan took the candied haws with a smile: "Thank you, Puzhen Monk."
Yu Liancheng rubbed her head and said with a smile: "I have returned to secular life. My real name is Yu Liancheng. I am a white jade flawless and priceless person. Just call me Brother Yu."
Xiaohuan bit the candied haws and shouted sweetly: "Brother Yu."
If Baguio were here, she would probably gnash her teeth in anger. Her seniority is now even lower than that of a little girl.
"After this old guy dies, come to my Immortal Building. With your talent, you may not be able to understand the avenue of immortality." Yuliancheng said.
Xiaohuan nodded "Yeah".
Zhou Xian's face was extremely dark, but he didn't dare to say a word.
Yu Liancheng continued to walk deeper into the shop. The four-person business team had already calmed down, and there was a sense of panic in his heart.
They heard the conversation between Yu Liancheng and Zhou Yixian's grandson, and had some vague guesses about the identity of the person in front of them. The young man in particular was so excited that he even wanted to stand up and worship, but was held down by the two people next to him.
Although they had heard a lot about the chivalrous and righteous deeds of the Changsheng Tower, but if it was as the fortune teller said, the predecessor of the Changsheng Tower was the Demon Sect, wouldn't that mean they would be in bad luck?
Fortunately, Yu Liancheng ignored them and went straight to the innermost table. He took off the wine bottle from the table, poured himself a glass of wine, drank it slowly, and then looked at the other end. The man wearing a bamboo hat said: "Yu Yangzi, do you have any last words?"
The man wearing a bamboo hat slowly raised his head. He was a middle-aged man with a rather handsome appearance, but a little pale. He was the former head of Changsheng Hall, Yu Yangzi. He coughed twice and said with a wry smile: "I didn't expect it to be. Master Jade, do you think this is my honor if you personally take action?"
"It's just on my way. I'm going to Tianyin Temple on this trip, and I sensed your aura." Yu Liancheng said slowly: "You used the 'Blood Refining' forbidden technique without authorization, and also injured a fellow disciple, which violated the rules. , these are all capital crimes.”
"Death penalty!?" Yuyangzi suddenly slapped the table and roared ferociously: "When did 'Blood Refining' become a forbidden technique? How can the lives of mere mortals compare to my magic weapon 'Yin Yang Mirror'? As for the so-called fellow disciples, My fellow sect members are only people from my Changsheng Hall. They dare to take action against me. Those who commit the following offense will be punished by death."
It turns out that during the battle at Liubo Mountain in the past, Yu Yangzi's magic weapon 'Yin Yang Mirror' was cracked, and its power was greatly reduced. And he used the painstaking efforts of hundreds of people to perform 'blood refining' to make up for the gap.
This blood refining technique is harmful to nature and is rarely used by people even in the original demon sect. After the establishment of the Changsheng Building, it was explicitly prohibited.
In Yuyangzi's view, he was the original leader of the Changsheng Hall, and his cultivation was extremely high, so this rule could not affect him. In addition, it was done very secretly at this time, and he thought everything was safe, but he didn't want to be discovered anyway. However, he took a preemptive strike and killed several law enforcement disciples before escaping here.
"I said that as long as you make a contribution, I will repair the Yin-Yang Mirror for you, but I didn't expect that you are still so unwise." Yu Liancheng sighed.
"Do you want to go on your own, or should I send you on your way?"
"You, you really want to kill me?" Yuyangzi suddenly felt a strong fear, his whole body trembled, and said loudly: "I can fight against the various factions in the Central Plains for you, and I can guard Liubo Mountain for you. Those mere mortals That's all, if you die, you will die, but for a master like me, the entire Changsheng Tower can only be counted with one hand. What's more, if I die, the masters of the original Changsheng Hall series will definitely..."
Originally, Yuyangzi's voice was loud, almost roaring. Not only could the entire shop hear it, but the rain could even be heard from far away. But under the gaze of Yu Liancheng, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he was finally speechless.
"Do you want to go by yourself, or should I send you on your way." Yu Liancheng said in a calm tone, repeating what he said before.
Yu Yangzi was silent.
The atmosphere in the inn became more and more solemn.
Everyone has a feeling that the storm is coming.
"Suffer death!
"Suddenly, Yu Yangzi let out a loud shout, turned his palm, and there was an ancient bronze mirror in his palm. It could be vaguely seen that there was an almost invisible crack on the mirror surface. It was his magic weapon "Yin Yang Mirror", Yin Yang. The light in the mirror circulated, and a destructive energy began to appear.
However.
At this moment, Yuyangzi found that he could not move.
It's not like a body-holding spell, but it seems like the space is completely frozen.
In this space, even the lingering air flow is stagnant.
"You don't want to leave, so let me see you off." Yu Liancheng sighed softly, and slowly pointed out a finger, zooming in and out in front of Yu Yangzi. He felt from this finger as white as jade, The smell of death.
Finally, the finger touched his forehead, and there was a "kacha" sound like a bone cracking. Yuyangzi felt that the world in front of him was turned upside down, and all the colors quickly changed from color to black and white, and finally he was completely submerged in darkness.
died.
Yu Liancheng slowly retracted his fingers, turned back to the counter, asked the shopkeeper to pour a bottle of wine, threw in a silver coin, and said calmly: "Someone will deal with the body later. It's troublesome."
After being shocked, the shopkeeper immediately put on a smile: "No trouble, no trouble."
After saying hello to Xiaohuan again, Yu Liancheng held up the umbrella transformed by Wandao Wuji and stepped into the rain again.
It's time to go back to Tianyin Temple.
I wonder what kind of attitude Senior Brother Puhong will have when he sees him again?
After Yu Liancheng's figure completely disappeared, Zhou Yixian let out a breath. He was terrified in his heart and broke out in a cold sweat behind him: "It was so dangerous, so dangerous. I almost lost my life. It's really not good to talk nonsense." Picked up. Regardless of whether it was hot or cold, he drank the tea in one gulp, his face suddenly changed, and he spat it out in one gulp.
"Grandpa, what's wrong?"
"Ha... ha... this, this water... so spicy, spicy..."
"Hehe, it should be Pu... Brother Yu who did it. Who asked you to speak ill of people behind their backs?"
The young man who had argued with Zhou Yixian earlier was flushed and excited: "It's the poster, the poster of the Changsheng Building. I never thought I could see him again. You see, the poster is really a good person, and he is not the leader of a demon sect. I'm sure I want to join the Changsheng Building."
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