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The supreme hall of Wuji Sect.
Sitting on the main seat of the main hall was a Taoist priest with white hair and a childlike face. He was holding a fly whisk and his face was solemn. Suddenly, he flicked the fly whisk and let out a cold snort from his chest. His stern eyes scanned the silent crowd one by one, and finally landed on the empty elder's seat.
He paused for a moment, and his already solemn expression became more majestic, "Why is there one person missing? Who is not here?"
There was silence in the main hall. People who didn't know the situation focused on the headmaster. The headmaster had trouble to express his sorrow. He struggled for a while and then said: "It's Jueyang. Jueyang was taken away by a demonic cultivator of unknown origin."
Ancestor Huang Qiu frowned solemnly, "What is going on? Who is going to explain it to this poor Taoist?"
I have been in seclusion for too long, and the news has been blocked.
Why did this war between good and evil begin, and why did the evil ancestor get involved? Who is the demon cultivator he is fighting against? Is it related to Mo Batian? And who is his master? Is it the Demon Batian who has broken the seal? He needs to figure these out one by one.
Jue Ji looked embarrassed. There were some things he couldn't say in front of everyone. After all, it was related to the face of the leader of his sect and the majesty of his ancestor.
He suppressed the fear in his heart and said: "It is not convenient to expose this matter. Can the ancestor take a step to speak?"
Ancestor Huang Qiu glanced at him calmly, nodded, waved his hand for everyone to retreat, and then set up a barrier before saying, "Go ahead."
Jue Ji told the origin of the matter and what happened to Jueyang one by one. At the end, he said sadly: "It's not that the disciples are greedy for life and afraid of death, but it's about the safety of the entire sect and even the righteous path. Jueyang Jueyang, he" He really couldn't say the last few words.
Ancestor Huang Qiu was immersed in the news that the demon cultivator was Mo Ba Tian. It seemed that his premonition was right, and Mo Ba Tian innocently escaped.
"Howeverthe strength of the demon cultivator who calls himself Demon Batian has declined. Could it be that he was injured when he broke free from the seal?
Then he thought of the man whom Mo Batian called his master, "Do you know who Mo Batian's master is?"
Jue Ji was still feeling guilty about Jue Yang when he suddenly heard his ancestor¡¯s question. He was in a daze for a moment and said, ¡°Mo Ba Tian has a master?¡±
Huang Qiu somewhat looked down on this generation of headmasters. They were indecisive and selfish, and lacked the decisiveness of Patriarch Xuantian. How could such a person become the head of a sect?
"You go and call that disciplethat's all. I'll go there by myself."
At that time, he was afraid of Demon Batian, fearing that he would hurt the younger one or the older one. If the demon cultivator who calls himself Demon Batian didn't lie, then he doesn't have to face a formidable enemy.
He disappeared and came to the black cliff in the back mountain. At the edge of the black cliff, Mo Ba Tianzheng complained angrily that the master didn't mean what he said. And in the heart of the fire, the disciple Jue Ji mentioned was sitting in the heart of the fire, and next to him was the man who took Mo Batian away in the first place.
¡°Now that we are here, there is no need to hide him.¡± ¡®Li Yan¡¯ smiled gently, and his calm eyes locked directly on the position of Ancestor Huang Qiu.
Although he had been prepared for it, he was still a little surprised when this person saw through him at a glance. He glanced at Mo Batian, who was unaware, and then at the tall and tall man, who slowly emerged and said solemnly: "Are you from above?"
Ancestor Huang Qiu is the number one person in the world of cultivation. If he had not protected the sect for a few more years, he would have ascended to the upper realm. It is rumored that he went into seclusion in order to break through the final level of cultivation. In fact, this is not the case. It is to avoid the way of heaven.
¡°This time when I came out of seclusion, there was such a big movement. Heaven must have noticed it. By then
¡®Li Yan¡¯ shook his head and said helplessly: ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I have no intention of meddling in the affairs of good and evil.¡±
"Ancestor Huang Qiu didn't dare to take these words seriously. If he really had no intention of intervening, what happened to the previous battle between good and evil? How did Mo Batian come out?
He thought for a while and then asked: "You captured the elder of my sect for him." This was not a question, but an affirmation.
He glanced at ¡®Jun Yu¡¯ sitting in the sea of ??fire.
"This disciple can withstand fifty years of intense inner fire, which shows that he is a man of great will. It's a pity If he is on good terms with the demon cultivator, even if he is not a traitor, the righteous path cannot tolerate him.
'Li Yan' nodded, "Jueyang doesn't distinguish between right and wrong. He is a dignified elder, but he loves to argue with the younger generation. I won't kill him, but I just want him to suffer the same pain as my friends." After that, , he flew to the edge of the cliff, gathered up the coercion around him, and said calmly: "I will not be your enemy. I will temporarily lend you the sect's forbidden land for a few years. When he has subdued Ji Xinhuo, I will take him away.p; Thinking of this, Qinglan sighed.
He always thought that the inner demon arose from that time, but it turned out that it was just that wisp of demonic energy that was causing trouble.
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The cold night is gloomy, but the Demon Lord Hall is as warm as spring and brightly lit.
'Li Yan' was meditating in his dormitory, slowly refining the gifts given by Heaven. Ever since Demon Batian failed to provoke trouble a hundred years ago, and then tried to use Jixinhuo to escape from his body and was caught, Heaven had first given him a little sweetness. .
Having gained the advantage, ¡®Li Yan¡¯ set his sights on all magic cultivators.
He set up a school to restrain demonic cultivators and balance the good and evil paths, so that the benefits from heaven became more and more abundant.
"Master, I was wrong, please let me go regardless of the villain's fault." Mo Ba Tian, ??who was curled up in the sea of ????consciousness, regretted it.
He always thought that even if the cheap master was angry, he would find him a physical body again because of their common origin. Who would have thought that the demonic energy was implanted into the disciple, but at the same time he also lost free.
And at the beginning he wanted to try to see if he could escape. Who knew that the cheap master would react so quickly?
¡®Li Yan¡¯ ignored Mo Batian¡¯s begging for mercy. After refining the gift from Heaven, he slowly exhaled and looked around, frowning at the internal injuries that had healed less than half.
Recently, God¡¯s gifts have become less and less, and he has become more and more stingy.
He thought that the benefits from heaven would allow him to completely recover from his internal injuries, but it has been a hundred years since he had wasted a lot of his natural resources, and his internal injuries were barely healed.
It seems that this world may no longer benefit.
¡°And, to be honest, being a teacher was just a temporary hobby, but when the hobby became a career, it really made him feel bored. Besides, he has been in this world for many years and it is time to leave.
When Li Yan, who was in the body of 'Li Yan', saw this, memories of what he had forgotten in the corner came flooding back, and scenes of familiar scenes appeared before his eyes like film reels.
After reading all the memories and combining them with everything he had experienced so far, he let out a long sigh and immediately broke free from the shackles of the dream.
But in the real world, the magnificent man lying on the bed of Xuanbing suddenly opened his eyes. Before Qinglan could distinguish between dreams and reality, she ducked in front of him, pulled out the cold sword from her body, and The tip of the sword with a cold light pointed directly at Qing Lan, who had a blank look on his face, and he whispered softly in a long tone: "It's been a long time, Jun Yu!"
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