Chapter 169 Send snacks to Yinshen

The Yin God descends and the Zi Mansion plays music.

As quickly as it comes, it goes as quickly as it comes.

Kill a Yuandan and disappear into the sky.

In the small Liqi City, Wang Shenghai's name was completely resounding and he became the number one celebrity.

If others ask why he is so famous, people in Liqi City will say: He was the first monk in Liqi City killed by Lord Yinshen.

At this time, Qi Yuan had changed into the account of the Blood-clothed Sword God and entered the Shenhua Club forum.

"To clean up the atmosphere in the world of immortality, start with me, the Blood-clothed Sword God!"

“Looking back on the past, when I first came to Shenhua Club, everyone here was very nice to talk to, modest and polite.

I don't know when, but the atmosphere here became bad and filled with all kinds of hostility.

Especially some time ago, many people slandered me and spread rumors about me on the forum, which made me so heartbroken that I couldn't think about food or drink. I fell into deep pain and almost suffered from Jade Syndrome.

I have to take medicine every day to be able to sleep.

Sometimes, it is not just the knife that kills, but also Taoism and words.

Just now, I went to Liqicheng and executed the monks of the Shenhua Society who spread rumors and slandered me.

I will personally educate others who slander me one by one."

"……real or fake?"

"Is the boss still sleeping?"

"I didn't expect Lord Yinshen to be so sentimental. Mother, I will hug the blood treasure. It doesn't feel bad. Be good."

"Strong support, the bloody sword god is invincible, kill those disgusting guys!" Xiaoli from Foxdong quickly replied.

She didn't expect that the bloody sword god actually felt the same way as her.

At that time, she was scolding those people. She really didn't think about food and tea, and she almost became depressed.

Some people, especially those who had verbally attacked the blood-clothed sword god, were a little panicked.

"Senior is the Lord Yin Shen. He should be magnanimous. Why should he care about little people? It's disrespectful."

"Yes, this move was done by a demonic monk!"

When Qi Yuan saw these comments, he sneered and asked Qi Jianjun to write them down. He replied: "I, a barbarian, have no grace!"

Dazhi Zhenjun's eyes were filled with envy, and he said: "A true man should be like this!"

Hearing this, Qi Yuan thought of Liu Bang.

He glanced at True Lord Dazhi: "When your mother gave birth to you, did you dream of a dragon?"

"No, but I dreamed of golden light falling from the sky." True Lord Dazhi said.

"That should be the light of wisdom." Qi Yuan said, and he replied in the Shenhuahui forum, "The next stop is Fengxian City, I understand everything."

At this time, in Fengxian City, the young woman wearing an embroidered robe turned pale.

"Ancestor, Ancestor!"

She stumbled towards a cave and shouted loudly.

Not long after, an old man exuding a terrifying aura appeared with a kind and kind expression on his face.

"What's wrong, who bullied my Xiaodie?" The old man's name is Yan Yiqi. He stepped into the Zi Mansion ten years ago and became the Supreme Elder of Chaoyang Sect. He is very high-spirited.

The girl in front of him is his most beloved offspring.

"Ancestor, please help me... wuwu." The young woman had tears in her eyes, looking particularly pitiful.

Yan Yiqi suddenly felt heartbroken: "Tell me quickly, who bullied my Xiaodie?"

"Ancestor, I saw a senior in the Shenhua Club acting arrogantly and killing innocent people indiscriminately, so I secretly said something about him to the others.

Who knew that senior with a small belly would actually come to Fengxian City to kill me!" At this time, the woman was completely confused, but she still mastered the skill of adding fuel to the fire.

Anyway, it's not her fault.

"It's unreasonable. After being criticized by a younger generation, you should come here to take revenge. This is the devil's way!

If everyone were like this, wouldn't the world of immortality be in chaos?

Tell me quickly, who is his name and what kind of cultivation he has? If he dares to come, I will talk to him!" Yan Yiqi was impassioned.

The young woman must have said in her heart: "Old Ancestor, he is the blood-clothed sword god of the Shenhua Society, the Yin God Venerable."

"..." Yan Yiqi's heart skipped a beat, "You said...what?"

"He has said harsh words. He just killed a monk in Liqi City and is now rushing to Fengxian City non-stop. Ancestor...it's not Xiaodie's fault, it's all the Blood-clothed Sword God's narrow-mindedness." The woman cried,

Pretend to be pitiful, as long as this is done, there will be no disadvantage.

No matter what mistakes you make, you will be forgiven.

Yan Yiqi's expression changed slightly. He took Xiaodie's Shenhuahui Jade Slip and looked at it for a while, his beard almost stood up: "You dare to slander the Lord Yin Shen, you have eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard!

Your Majesty has good intentions in purging the atmosphere in the world of immortality. You are just a moth in the world of immortality!

Come on, tie her up, we welcome His Holiness to come!"

"Ancestor, it's obviously..." Xiaodie wanted to struggle, but unfortunately she couldn't speak at all.

In the following days, such things happened one after another.

Every time Qi Yuan goes to Yicheng, he will give advance notice.

The monks from those cities, and even the monks from nearby cities, would go there in advance to watch the excitement.

After all, that was Lord Yin Shen, a boss who was rarely seen in ten thousand years.

The boss appears, and Zifu plays music.

It's hard for little shrimps like them to even see Zifu, let alone hear Zifu play music.

The genius who cursed others in the Shenhuahui forum had long been tied up by his own sect's power, Wuhuada, and handed over to the Blood-clothed Sword God for punishment.

The blood-clothed sword god swept across all directions, following the network cable to hit people.

This serious and funny attitude really shocked Dongtu.

Many elders of the sect have issued orders that the younger members of the sect cannot slander the powerful at will in the jade slips.

And some monks who were good at verbal scolding in the past have also fallen silent.

To a certain extent, the atmosphere in the world of immortality has indeed improved a lot.

Lei Xingzhou.

The rogue Immortal Lord was sitting in front of the alchemy furnace, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Watch the fire!" At this time, a majestic voice came.

The rogue Immortal Lord was refreshed and quickly looked at the fire in the alchemy furnace.

"There must be no mistakes in this furnace of elixir. It was refined by me, Yechen, the great master!" The old man reminded from the side, "Now is a troubled time for our sect, and we need to make good connections."

Yaochangmen is a large sect in Lei Xingzhou, and there is a Supreme Elder of Zifu in the sect.

The Supreme Elder has been shut up for hundreds of years without appearing.

News spread outside that the ancestor of the Yaochang Sect had died long ago, and the sworn enemies of the Yaochang Sect were also spying secretly, constantly squeezing the power of the sect of the Yaochang Sect.

The rogue immortal looked at the flames in the alchemy furnace with a confused look in his eyes: "Master, I want to make progress, and I don't want to stay on the list of little geniuses in the East anymore."

This time he went to Cuiyun Continent, but he still failed to enter the Eastern Land Talent List.

Hearing this, Zhenjun Dan Heng showed a kind smile: "It's rare for you to have such ambition. I hope that like Ji'en, you can enter the Eastern Land Talent List and enter the realm of the Purple Mansion.

I have some experience here about breaking the pill into a baby, you can take it and take a look."

Seeing that the disciple who had been lazy finally became motivated, Zhenjun Dan Heng felt quite proud.

"Master, I don't want to break the pill and become a baby." The rogue immortal said tangledly.

"Well, do you want to polish it again?"

"No, I want to... break the pill and rebuild it.

The first-grade golden elixir I formed is really too weak and not powerful at all."

"No!" Zhenjun Dan Heng said quickly, "The first-grade golden elixir has surpassed 99% of monks, and it is enough.

If you break the elixir and rebuild it again, wasting time, even if you form a second-grade golden elixir, so what, can you defeat a first-grade golden elixir that is already a divine infant?"

"Master, I don't want to form a golden elixir, I want to form a more powerful one."

"Something more powerful? How powerful can it be? Even if it is an immortal golden elixir, it only has amazing potential."

"I... know a friend. His golden elixir seems to be a bit powerful."

"A bit fierce, how fierce?" Zhenjun Dan Heng looked at the rogue Immortal angrily, "What kind of golden elixir did he get?"
To be continued...