Chapter 30 Hua Yuerong is jealous! Let the opportunity fly for a while!

Chapter 30 Hua Yuerong is jealous! Let the opportunity fly for a while!

Xiao Chen looked at the black and smelly thing again.

My stomach was churning again!

"This damn old man, can't he find a clean place to perform the soul-leaving technique?"

I complained like this in my heart.

On the surface, he looked respectful and said, "My disciple was offended by his words! Please forgive me, Master!"

"Humph! Your Master has already told you to give that Tianxin grass to Luo Qingfeng as soon as possible! Why are you still hesitating?!"

Yuxuzi had a grim expression and couldn't help but curse: "You are a piece of rotten mud that can't be helped!"

Hearing this sharp scolding.

The submissiveness on Xiao Chen's face gradually faded, replaced by

anger!

Endless anger!

Ten years of frustration exploded at this moment!

"Enough!"

Xiao Chen shouted angrily, pointing at the shadow of the old Taoist priest above the toilet pit: "For your so-called "plan to overthrow the Demon Sect", my brother Xiao Yi! His life or death is still unknown!"

"When he sent me to replace him, I was only supposed to be an undercover for three years, just a small outer sect disciple!"

"Now, three years and three years! Three years and three years!"

"It's been almost ten years, old man!"

"you"

Perhaps because he felt guilty, Yuxuzi's voice became much gentler, "Child, I am your Master after all, and you are the direct disciple of the Master of Kunlun Dao Sect. No one can change this."

"In this case, you should shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people, eliminating demons and upholding justice! Do you understand?"

"A disciple of the righteous path? Haha."

Xiao Chen spat, "What else do you want from me? In a demon cave where people are killed without bloodshed, I have to remind myself every day that I am a righteous disciple. Even in my dreams, I have to say: "Devil! I am a disciple of Kunlun, and I will die immediately!" Is that so? Huh?"

"Alright."

Yuxuzi coughed twice and changed the subject, "Now you and I have no choice. Child, you don't want your brother's whereabouts to be a complete mystery. Your ten years of undercover work have been completely wasted, right?"

"you"

When he heard the other party mention his brother, the anger on Xiao Chen's face subsided a little, but he did not respond.

Seeing this, Yuxuzi quickly got back to the point and said:

"Chen'er, since Luo Qingfeng has been won over by Bai Qingling, we shouldn't waste our time on him."

"Last night, I observed the celestial phenomena and used the Lingqi Suanjing to make divinations for 7749 hexagrams. I discovered a great secret—"

"The Cangming Patriarch Ye Taiyuan actually passed away seven days ago!"

"What!?"

Xiao Chen was shocked. "But I inquired privately. That Grandmaster Ye went to Black Moon Hall a few days ago and met his granddaughter Ye Hongyi and the five Grand Masters of the Ye Family on Qidang Peak!"

"That is his Yin spirit, not his physical body."

Yuxuzi narrowed his eyes and said, "At the moment before his lifespan was about to end, he used the Cangming Sect's secret technique, the Yin Spirit Disintegration Method, to hang on to a breath of his life essence to keep his life going. Then, he travelled through the heavens and earth as his Yin Spirit left his body."

"However, this kind of magic that goes against the will of heaven will not last long. If my calculations are correct, today is the last day for Ye Taiyuan's remaining soul to survive."

"Ah, this."

Xiao Chen was confused, "But why is Ye Taiyuan like this?"

Yuxuzi said: "I guess that Ye Taiyuan must know that after he left, the sect would be in chaos, and perhaps he wanted to use the last days to pave the way for his granddaughter Ye Hongyi."

"And today is the last day that his ghost stays here. I guess that he will go to meet a very important person and hand over the Cangming Sacred Artifact, which symbolizes the supreme authority of the sect, to him."

"Cangming Sacred Artifact? What is that?"

Xiao Chen frowned slightly.

Yuxuzi said: "It is said that 30,000 years ago, the founder of the Cangming Sect, Ye Hongtian, passed down two Cangming holy weapons, one is the "Cangming Soul Sword" and the other is called the "Cangming Soul Ring." "

"It's a pity that the Soul Sword was lost during the Second Great War between Good and Evil. Now, there is only one holy weapon left in the Cangming Sect's headquarters, which is the Cangming Soul Ring."

"According to the teachings of Patriarch Cangming, the Soul Sword is held by the Sect Masters of all generations, and the Soul Ring is granted by the Sect Master, the person with the greatest merit and the highest status in the sect, which is equivalent to the Prime Minister of a secular dynasty!"

"Therefore! Chen'er! Timing is precious!"

"You must see Ye Taiyuan for the last time and gain his trust before his remaining soul disappears!"

"Then, obtain this soul ring from him, show off your power at the sect leader conference, and support Ye Hongyi to sit on the throne of sect leader! And step by step, turn this little girl into your puppet!"

"When our righteous alliance prepares for war and launches the third war to exterminate demons, the Cangming Sect, as the most powerful force among the eight demon sects, will defect in the middle of the battle, which will be a devastating blow to the entire demonic force!"

Speaking of this, Yuxuzi's eyes sparkled with an almost crazy passion!

"Humph, what does this have to do with me?"

"Isn't that old Taoist nun Mu Xinlan so awesome? Why not let her defeat the eight demon sects alone?"

Xiao Chen complained.

He had always had a feeling that his destiny was to find his brother and capture a few beautiful demon girls at the same time!

I never thought that I would get deeper and deeper into trouble!

He almost lost his life in the Blood Kitchen before!

"Shut up! Evil disciple! Do not be rude to Saint Mu!"

Yuxuzi scolded angrily.

"What a saintly lady of Piaomiaoyun Palace, the leader of Xuanmen Dao, but she still can't hurt Bai Qingling at all!"

Xiao Chen said unhappily.

When he thought about how he was humiliated in person by the Devil in the Blood Kitchen because of false information, he became furious!

Hearing this, the anger on Yuxuzi's face faded away, and he became a little solemn:

"Hey, maybe you are right."

"Then Bai Qingling was indeed not seriously injured because..."

"Because of what?" Xiao Chen raised his eyebrows.

"Because before Saint Mu entered the icy lake to fall asleep, she summoned several of our Taoist leaders and said something meaningful."

Yuxuzi's tone was heavy.

"What?" Xiao Chen couldn't help but become interested.

Yuxuzi said, "Saint Mu said that she had once comprehended the Three Thousand Great Ways of Time at the bottom of the lake and had seen Bai Qingling's fate of defeat without exception. However, after she fought with the latter, she once again travelled to the end of time and space, only to find that they were the only two left in the vast universe."

"From this point on, Bai Qingling has become the knot in her life that cannot be untied."

"She needs to retreat again to find the only solution."

Xiao Chen: ???

Yingui Palace is the residence of the palace master.

"Don't do that, big brother!"

"Master, he won't harm us! There must be a misunderstanding!"

"Blood"

"So much blood!"

"This is the senior brother that Rong'er admires the most in her life."

"Master, if he dies, then he dies..."

"Why did you slaughter innocent fellow disciples? Why?"

"You're going to become so cold and heartless! Wuwuwuwuwu."

On the phoenix bed made of spiritual jade.

A plump and graceful figure in a white gauze nightgown suddenly sat up.

Beads of sweat appeared on her round and charming oval face, and her plump and proud breasts were constantly rising and falling, even breaking free from the restraints of her clothes.

"Did you dream about that damn devil again?"

She said to herself in her heart.

It was also at this time that she, who was already considered a young woman in the world of cultivation, had a girlish blush on her cheeks!

She suddenly recalled a scene.

In that distant memory, when she was a young girl at the age of 15.

Because his body grew too fast, his Taoist robes didn't fit him well and he was laughed at by his fellow disciples.

The eldest senior brother, who was as gentle as a god, pulled her aside and put his wide Taoist robe on her. He himself wore thin winter clothes and endured the bone-chilling humidity in Yaowang Valley all year round.

"Hey, he was really a completely different person back then."

Hua Yuerong sighed softly, looking melancholy.

However, the next second, she immediately realized:

"Bah, why am I still thinking about these past events!?"

"He has now completely embarked on the path of the inhuman Shura and is no longer the senior brother in my memory!"

"And next, as the 'Saint with Embroidered Face' who has been reborn from Nirvana and has come for revenge, I will personally kill the Demon Lord Qingling of the Cangming Sect!"

Hua Yuerong reminded herself in her heart.

And yet, somehow.

Recalling the demonic figure I saw in the Blood Kitchen before, and the words that still linger in my ears.

She still felt a pain in her heart.

At that moment, in a trance, she even felt that the man in the bloody kitchen had somewhat returned to his former gentle and sunny self!

"The blood feud of the past is still vivid in my mind."

"I must not waver again!"

"Now that the sect election meeting is imminent, what I have to do now is to take the position of sect leader, obtain the secret key, enter the "Flame Demon Tower", find the sinful memories buried by that man, resolve the knot in my heart over the years, and then-"

"Cut him into pieces!"

"Report to Saint Aunt!"

Outside the palace, a woman's voice was heard from afar.

"Madame Zhou, please report what's going on quickly. Please don't disturb my meditation."

Behind the curtains of the phoenix couch, Hua Yuerong yawned lazily, her pair of slender yet voluptuous white legs elegantly crossed up, with no intention of getting up.

"Reporting to Saint Auntie! Our Yin Gui Palace's vassals, the heads of the three great families, the King of Jinyang of the Great Chu, and the lords of the eight cities under his command have all arrived! They are waiting in the conference hall of the main hall now!"

"Oh? These good-for-nothings are quite quick this time."

Hua Yuerong was slightly startled, and then sneered: "It seems that they have also sensed the coming storm, and can't wait to get a piece of the pie."

"What about the Rakshasa Palace? Is there any movement?"

The chief steward of the Yin Gui Palace, Madam Zhou, replied, "Saint Aunt! The Lord of the Luosha Palace, Taoist Master Menghu, summoned his subordinate forces yesterday to discuss important matters in Chishui City. According to intelligence, there are a total of 400 demon cultivators from aristocratic families and 1,300 independent cultivators who have arrived this time, all of whom are holding talismans and magical instruments!"

"Oh, the ancestors are still here, but this bull nose can't sit still anymore."

Hua Yuerong smiled scornfully, then remembered something, "By the way, is there any movement in the Youluo Palace?"

"This." Deacon Zhou seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"Speak!" Hua Yuerong's expression suddenly turned cold.

"Report to Saint Aunt! I don't know if our spies' intelligence is missing. The Youluo Palace is the same as usual, and there is no sign of any unusual movement! The only thing worth noting is that Palace Master Bai has come out of seclusion in the Blood Kitchen!"

"Bai Qingling has come out of confinement? Where did he go?" Hua Yuerong asked.

"According to the spies, Palace Master Bai held the hand of his little disciple Cen Xing'er this morning and set out from Youluo Palace to the Cangming Main Altar. Along the way, the two chatted and laughed as if they were strolling in the garden in spring, and they had no other purpose!"

"He's holding his little apprentice's hand?"

Hua Yuerong frowned slightly.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think of the beautiful young girl I saw in the Blood Kitchen that day, who called "that man" her Master.

For some reason, she suddenly felt an inexplicable anger rising in her heart!

"Humph, you are already old, but you still don't know how to behave yourself. In broad daylight, you are actually holding your own disciple's hand and wandering around!"

"Where does he look like a demon lord?!"

"Bai Qingling you."

"You deserve to die!"

The location of the Cangming headquarters, the Qianxue Mountains, and the back mountain gate.

The cold wind was blowing, and snow was flying all over the sky.

A man and a woman with a huge height difference walked hand in hand in the snow.

"Haha~"

Bai Feng suddenly sneezed.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Cen Xing'er, who was standing next to her, raised her concerned face and asked.

"No, it's okay. Most likely, I caught a cold."

Bai Feng said.

Although he said so, he was also very puzzled in his heart!

Logically speaking, with his current physical strength, the general cold evil spirit would be automatically blocked when it approached his body surface. How could he catch a cold?

"Damn it, maybe someone is in the dark, drawing a circle and cursing me!"

Bai Feng thought to himself.

Cen Xing'er stretched out her slender, white arms, tightly held her Master's waist, and pressed her slightly blushing face against that strong chest.

"Master, will this be better?"

"Second Senior Sister said that Xing'er's body would heat up in the winter! Just like a furnace! Otherwise, Master can try to enter Xing'er."

At this point, the girl didn't know what scene was in her mind. Her cheeks turned red instantly, and she simply buried her head in the other man's arms.

"It's not that your body is getting hot, but your ghost-controlling spirit body is naturally compatible with the cold, evil spirit. It won't get cold like ordinary people like your second sister."

Bai Feng explained to himself and did not hear the girl's next words.

"Yeah! That's true!"

Cen Xing'er naturally had no doubts about the words of the Lord of Heaven. After thinking for a while, she asked again, "Master, since we are here to visit the main altar, why don't we go to the front mountain gate and wait for the main altar's guide to come and greet us, but come to this deserted back mountain?"

"Because there is an opportunity that will come out from here."

Bai Feng said.

"Chance!?"

Cen Xing'er tilted her head and asked curiously like a baby, "But if you were looking for an opportunity, why did the master take Xing'er around before?"

"Because it's not the right time yet." Bai Feng said.

"How long will it take?"

Cen Xing'er asked again. As soon as she said this, she realized something and quickly patted her mouth: "Xing'er shouldn't ask too many questions!"

"It's okay, we'll be there soon."

Bai Feng looked at the snow flying all over the sky and murmured, "Let chance fly for a while."