Seeing that Yang was still wearing green clothes and sitting in the pavilion facing each other, Cen Zhu rushed to the pavilion
Yang Cen Zhu looked embarrassed
Is my master coming for Meng Ji? Yang is still buried in his head and does not look up
Do you know?? Then do you know how to save Meng Ji?
Cen Zhu was ecstatic, and she didn't expect that the power of the scroll was so magical. Yang was in it and could know the outside world. In this way, Meng Ji would definitely be saved.
My Lord Don’t worry, Meng Ji will be safe and sound, but the one who rescued him is not my Lord. Yang said in a gentle tone
If I didn’t save him, would anyone else save him? Who is it? Cen Zhu felt really tired of talking to Yang, and she became more and more confused every time she talked.
Can't say it, can't say it! The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Yang shook his head gently
Cen Zhu didn't know how to react. Yang should have confidence in his ability, but he refused to say anything, only saying that Meng Ji was saved. How could she feel at ease?
Yang, I don’t trust others. I want to save myself. Do you have a way to save him?
Cen Zhu really couldn't believe this empty and ethereal words, she would rather believe in her own strength
No matter how weak her power is, it is still a real power. It is much more down-to-earth than someone who helps her.
My lord, don't panic, you know that the time is coming, the sun is still as calm as the wind is clear
Seeing that Cen Zhu could not get more information from Yang, she could only sigh and leave.
When she recited the magic formula and left the scroll, Yang said calmly: This is the destiny of heaven, this is the destiny of heaven.
After Cen Zhu returned to the room, she looked out the window in a daze
Looking at the crowded streets, she was suddenly confused
If Yang Yi has no way to save Meng Ji, can the three of them really be able to save people smoothly?
She has always been optimistic and thinks that this is her advantage, but at this moment, she really feels that she is not optimistic.
No! She will never give up. Even if Yang can't help her, she will come up with a solution.
Just as she was sitting in the room and thinking about whether there was any other way to save people, a light flashed away.
This is the escape light of a high-level Nascent Soul monk. For some reason, when the escape light goes to Qianyemen, Cen Zhu feels a sense of uneasiness in his heart when it feels like a slight sense of anxiety in his heart when it comes to Qianyemen.
Her heartbeats faster, and for some reason, it seems to be a bad sign.
The so-called bad omen is a kind of predictive ability. No matter whether it is good or bad, when a monk practices to a certain level, he can sense the destiny of heaven by some chance.
The perception of destiny is very common, after all, not everyone has to encounter any opportunity.
But at this moment, a strong feeling of uneasiness emerged in Cen Zhu's heart, which was the perception of a bad omen.
What's going on? Is Meng Ji in trouble?
Cen Zhu hurriedly slapped the invisible talisman on her body and rushed to Qianyemen. She sent a messaging talisman into the next room. She was too late to wait for Xuanyuan Che's response, so she went straight to the sword.
Cen Zhu said anxiously: Don’t have any accidents in Meng Ji!
On the way to the high-speed sword, she was pulled down by a strong suction force in the woods.
What's going on? Why can't she fly? What happened?
She was anxious and helpless. Who was the one who put this restriction here? But she was unlucky to go into this place
The gravity of the ban is too strong, and her itinerary is destined to be delayed due to the ban.
She noticed her upset at the moment and knew that this would not be able to save anyone. She had to jump off the flying sword and meditate in the grass and recite the clear mind mantra silently
When she finally calmed down, she was almost shocked by the situation in front of her.
What's going on?
This place was originally an ordinary forest, but why did it become a mist and gloomy place in a blink of an eye? More than 30 demon cultivators suddenly appeared in front of her. She quickly slapped the invisible talisman behind her hidden aura, fearing that many demon cultivators would find her traces.
A woman spoke softly and said: Wang Buqun, are you sure there will be no problem with this? We only have more than 30 people, can we beat him?
Don't worry, I have been planning for a long time for today. For the past ten years, I have burned the fragrance of Ning in the house he practiced every day. It is harmless to smell it alone. However, if it is matched with the Spiritual Spirit Grass, it will be a difficult-to-relieve poison. I refined the Spiritual Spirit Grass into hair accessories and clothes and gave it to his maid to wear it. It took ten years to make the two combine into one. This strange poison is a very difficult-to-relieve poison. When I noticed the subtle red dots at the corners of his eyes, I knew that the big thing had been done.
I didn't expect you to make such a long time silently
The woman smiled softly
It seems that this person's scheming is indeed very sinister. As one of the four masters around him, he betrayed his master so cruelly.
However, if people don’t punish themselves, heaven and earth, as demon cultivators, they will not have the so-called demons of their hearts. They have always acted arbitrarily. Today, she is just conspiring with him for the strange treasure promised by Wang Buqun. If someone else proposes better conditions, she will definitely go straight to the man’s arms without saying a word.
Humph! If it weren't for this method, based on his suspicious personality, would you think he could be able to deceive him?
Wang Buqun's face was gloomy. He thought that today was the day to take revenge, and the corners of his mouth that had always been bent could not help but rise slightly.
What's the plan next? The woman's voice is still delicate, but it can be heard that there is a lot of viciousness in her tone
Listen carefully
The man whispered softly when he touched the woman's ear, but his voice was too low. It was probably because of the secret language that Cen Zhu's cultivation was not as good as the two of them, so he had no idea what the two were conspiring.
She only felt that the black Taoist uniform of the demon cultivator in front of her looked very familiar, Ah! Yes! It was the person who came when he attended the Nanshan School Baby Cultivation Conference that day.
Who do these people want to attack?
The things in front of her are actually completely unrelated to Cen Zhu, and Cen Zhu doesn't want to pay attention to the grudges in front of her, but she is forced to learn about the conspiracy of these people. It is impossible to kill her way out under the siege of more than 200 magic cultivators of the alchemy.
At this time, she was extremely glad that the master gave her the hidden talisman. If it weren't for this talisman, even if she had slapped the invisible talisman on her body, it would be impossible to hide the hidden aura and not be discovered by all the high-level monks.
Time passed slowly, and Cen Zhu didn't dare to move at all. She continued to recite the mantra of the clear heart in her heart.
After all, the current situation is very strange. More than 30 demon cultivators guarding here. It seems that they are trying to kill someone, but they all look restless and restless. It seems that the object of robbery must be something in the pool.
Among the more than 30 demon cultivators, more than half of them are perfectly formed. Based on this, it can be judged that the person who wants to kill is definitely above the Nascent Soul level. Cen Zhu couldn't help but secretly expect it. It would be best if the commotion they caused could lead the Qianyemen Nascent Soul Girl Cultivator out to capture it in one fell swoop. In this way, maybe Meng Ji could escape successfully.
Of course, this was Cen Zhu's wishful thinking, but sitting here was too boring and the pressure was too great. If she didn't think about it, she was afraid that she would go crazy under such invisible pressure.
Two more hours passed, when Cen Zhu felt that he was about to reach the critical point, a male monk in black wrapped in a blood-red cloak instantly escaped among the demon cultivators.
Cen Zhu looked closely and saw that this person was the Nascent Soul Taoist Lord who led the crowd to attack during the infant formation meeting.
She remembered that everyone called him the most demon cultivator in the sky at that time - Fei Xianghan
Yang Cen Zhu looked embarrassed
Is my master coming for Meng Ji? Yang is still buried in his head and does not look up
Do you know?? Then do you know how to save Meng Ji?
Cen Zhu was ecstatic, and she didn't expect that the power of the scroll was so magical. Yang was in it and could know the outside world. In this way, Meng Ji would definitely be saved.
My Lord Don’t worry, Meng Ji will be safe and sound, but the one who rescued him is not my Lord. Yang said in a gentle tone
If I didn’t save him, would anyone else save him? Who is it? Cen Zhu felt really tired of talking to Yang, and she became more and more confused every time she talked.
Can't say it, can't say it! The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. Yang shook his head gently
Cen Zhu didn't know how to react. Yang should have confidence in his ability, but he refused to say anything, only saying that Meng Ji was saved. How could she feel at ease?
Yang, I don’t trust others. I want to save myself. Do you have a way to save him?
Cen Zhu really couldn't believe this empty and ethereal words, she would rather believe in her own strength
No matter how weak her power is, it is still a real power. It is much more down-to-earth than someone who helps her.
My lord, don't panic, you know that the time is coming, the sun is still as calm as the wind is clear
Seeing that Cen Zhu could not get more information from Yang, she could only sigh and leave.
When she recited the magic formula and left the scroll, Yang said calmly: This is the destiny of heaven, this is the destiny of heaven.
After Cen Zhu returned to the room, she looked out the window in a daze
Looking at the crowded streets, she was suddenly confused
If Yang Yi has no way to save Meng Ji, can the three of them really be able to save people smoothly?
She has always been optimistic and thinks that this is her advantage, but at this moment, she really feels that she is not optimistic.
No! She will never give up. Even if Yang can't help her, she will come up with a solution.
Just as she was sitting in the room and thinking about whether there was any other way to save people, a light flashed away.
This is the escape light of a high-level Nascent Soul monk. For some reason, when the escape light goes to Qianyemen, Cen Zhu feels a sense of uneasiness in his heart when it feels like a slight sense of anxiety in his heart when it comes to Qianyemen.
Her heartbeats faster, and for some reason, it seems to be a bad sign.
The so-called bad omen is a kind of predictive ability. No matter whether it is good or bad, when a monk practices to a certain level, he can sense the destiny of heaven by some chance.
The perception of destiny is very common, after all, not everyone has to encounter any opportunity.
But at this moment, a strong feeling of uneasiness emerged in Cen Zhu's heart, which was the perception of a bad omen.
What's going on? Is Meng Ji in trouble?
Cen Zhu hurriedly slapped the invisible talisman on her body and rushed to Qianyemen. She sent a messaging talisman into the next room. She was too late to wait for Xuanyuan Che's response, so she went straight to the sword.
Cen Zhu said anxiously: Don’t have any accidents in Meng Ji!
On the way to the high-speed sword, she was pulled down by a strong suction force in the woods.
What's going on? Why can't she fly? What happened?
She was anxious and helpless. Who was the one who put this restriction here? But she was unlucky to go into this place
The gravity of the ban is too strong, and her itinerary is destined to be delayed due to the ban.
She noticed her upset at the moment and knew that this would not be able to save anyone. She had to jump off the flying sword and meditate in the grass and recite the clear mind mantra silently
When she finally calmed down, she was almost shocked by the situation in front of her.
What's going on?
This place was originally an ordinary forest, but why did it become a mist and gloomy place in a blink of an eye? More than 30 demon cultivators suddenly appeared in front of her. She quickly slapped the invisible talisman behind her hidden aura, fearing that many demon cultivators would find her traces.
A woman spoke softly and said: Wang Buqun, are you sure there will be no problem with this? We only have more than 30 people, can we beat him?
Don't worry, I have been planning for a long time for today. For the past ten years, I have burned the fragrance of Ning in the house he practiced every day. It is harmless to smell it alone. However, if it is matched with the Spiritual Spirit Grass, it will be a difficult-to-relieve poison. I refined the Spiritual Spirit Grass into hair accessories and clothes and gave it to his maid to wear it. It took ten years to make the two combine into one. This strange poison is a very difficult-to-relieve poison. When I noticed the subtle red dots at the corners of his eyes, I knew that the big thing had been done.
I didn't expect you to make such a long time silently
The woman smiled softly
It seems that this person's scheming is indeed very sinister. As one of the four masters around him, he betrayed his master so cruelly.
However, if people don’t punish themselves, heaven and earth, as demon cultivators, they will not have the so-called demons of their hearts. They have always acted arbitrarily. Today, she is just conspiring with him for the strange treasure promised by Wang Buqun. If someone else proposes better conditions, she will definitely go straight to the man’s arms without saying a word.
Humph! If it weren't for this method, based on his suspicious personality, would you think he could be able to deceive him?
Wang Buqun's face was gloomy. He thought that today was the day to take revenge, and the corners of his mouth that had always been bent could not help but rise slightly.
What's the plan next? The woman's voice is still delicate, but it can be heard that there is a lot of viciousness in her tone
Listen carefully
The man whispered softly when he touched the woman's ear, but his voice was too low. It was probably because of the secret language that Cen Zhu's cultivation was not as good as the two of them, so he had no idea what the two were conspiring.
She only felt that the black Taoist uniform of the demon cultivator in front of her looked very familiar, Ah! Yes! It was the person who came when he attended the Nanshan School Baby Cultivation Conference that day.
Who do these people want to attack?
The things in front of her are actually completely unrelated to Cen Zhu, and Cen Zhu doesn't want to pay attention to the grudges in front of her, but she is forced to learn about the conspiracy of these people. It is impossible to kill her way out under the siege of more than 200 magic cultivators of the alchemy.
At this time, she was extremely glad that the master gave her the hidden talisman. If it weren't for this talisman, even if she had slapped the invisible talisman on her body, it would be impossible to hide the hidden aura and not be discovered by all the high-level monks.
Time passed slowly, and Cen Zhu didn't dare to move at all. She continued to recite the mantra of the clear heart in her heart.
After all, the current situation is very strange. More than 30 demon cultivators guarding here. It seems that they are trying to kill someone, but they all look restless and restless. It seems that the object of robbery must be something in the pool.
Among the more than 30 demon cultivators, more than half of them are perfectly formed. Based on this, it can be judged that the person who wants to kill is definitely above the Nascent Soul level. Cen Zhu couldn't help but secretly expect it. It would be best if the commotion they caused could lead the Qianyemen Nascent Soul Girl Cultivator out to capture it in one fell swoop. In this way, maybe Meng Ji could escape successfully.
Of course, this was Cen Zhu's wishful thinking, but sitting here was too boring and the pressure was too great. If she didn't think about it, she was afraid that she would go crazy under such invisible pressure.
Two more hours passed, when Cen Zhu felt that he was about to reach the critical point, a male monk in black wrapped in a blood-red cloak instantly escaped among the demon cultivators.
Cen Zhu looked closely and saw that this person was the Nascent Soul Taoist Lord who led the crowd to attack during the infant formation meeting.
She remembered that everyone called him the most demon cultivator in the sky at that time - Fei Xianghan
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