"Master!"

But seeing an old Taoist walking out with his hands behind his back, Nangong Jin raised his head and cried with tears in his eyes: "You must be the master of your disciple, Master!"

"Get up and talk."

The old man stood in the air, looked down at Nangong Jin, and uttered four words lightly, with a little displeasure, as if he was dissatisfied with Nangong Jin interrupting his practice.

“Woooooo…”

Nangong Jin wiped his tears and stood up and said, "Master, my disciple went down the mountain to experience training. He had a conflict with others and was beaten to death."

"So the disciple asked his family to take revenge. Unexpectedly, that man was very evil and beat all the three immortal ancestors of the disciple to death!"

"Wuwu... Master must help me avenge the ancestors of the Nangong family!"

hiss!

The old man took a breath of cold air when he heard this, frowned and said in disbelief: "Are you all beaten to death in Taizong Nangong Shuo?"

"Yes, Master, my Taizong is dead so badly!" Nangong Jin cried bitterly.

The old man frowned even deeper, and then asked: "What terrifying existence have you offended? Your Taizong's cultivation level is not very different from being a master!"

Nangong Jin said furiously: "The man's surname is Ye, and he comes from the alien domain. He is a marshal of the country protecting the country. He looks younger than his disciple. As a result, he used a photo of the fairyland. Master, guess what, Master?"

"What's wrong?" The old Taoist was surprised.

Nangong Jin said in panic: "But unexpectedly, he is younger than his disciple, and he is an immortal master in the late stage of small success..."

"What!"

The old Taoist was shocked: "You are younger than you, and you are a late-stage immortal master. How is this possible?"

He felt very unbelievable!

The Three Thousand Immortals of Tiangui Star, who is not an old monster who has lived for millions of years? How could he be that young?

No matter how good the qualifications are and how fast the cultivation level is, it is impossible to enter the Taixu within hundreds of thousands of years!

And after hundreds of thousands of years of practice, it is impossible to be a young man!

"It's true, Master!" Nangong Jin said angrily: "He is not only an immortal master in the late stage of small success, but also a single force to kill two great successes, five small successes, and four introductory immortal masters. My Taizong Taixu Realm, all died tragically at his hands!"

"How is this possible?"

The old Taoist could not believe his ears: "Are you sure he is in the late stage of Xiaocheng?"

"Confirm and affirmation!" Nangong Jin made a decisive move: "The city lord used the Zhaoxian Mirror to look at it. At first, he thought that the Zhaoxian Mirror failed, but after seeing several immortals, the prompts were all accurate. When he looked at the surname Ye, he still prompted Xiaocheng late stage, so he concluded that he was in the late stage of Xiaocheng. Who would have thought that he was so terrifying that he could even kill Dacheng Immortal."

The old Taoist fell silent when he heard this, his face was extremely solemn.

Then he asked, "Then how did you come back alive?"

"It was the amulet that Wuming Taoist Lord gave to his disciple, otherwise the disciple would be back in vain!" Nangong Jin wiped his tears again.

"I see!"

The old Taoist nodded: "The Nameless Taoist Lord is really a magical idea. He can even imagine that you have a death disaster decades ago and give you a talisman, which is indeed a way to save your life."

Nangong Jin nodded: "Master, tell the sect leader, let the sect leader send his masters down the mountain and help his disciples get revenge. Master."

"No hurry." The old Taoist shook his head: "When the Master Wuming gave you amulet that day, he said that the amulet will be destroyed in the next day, so he went to see him. Now the amulet has been destroyed. I'd better take you to see him first and see what he said before making a decision."

Nangong Jin nodded and said yes, and was led by the old Taoist and shot in one direction.

An hour later, the master and apprentice arrived deep in a mountain and came to a thatched hut. Outside the thatched hut, an old man dressed in woodman sat on the ground, shaking leisurely with a palm-leaf fan.

"Ha ha!"

But when Nangong Jin came, the old man smiled and stood up, saying, "This morning, a group of magpies were chattering outside the old man's house, which quarreled with me. When I went out to drive me away, I saw that the magpies formed a hexagram, so I calculated and knew that there were old friends coming to my house today. I had prepared tea and fruits and waited for my old friends to come to my house."

"Please come in."

He pointed to the door of the thatched cottage with a palm fan.

"The nameless Taoist Zun is the most divine calculator in the world. His disciple Li Xuanlang admires it!" The old man apologized and gave a gift, and then walked into the thatched hut with Nangong Jin amid the old man's laughter, swept the mat and sat down.

"Come on, fellow Taoist Xuanlang, try the black tea made by Yunwu Maofeng that I picked from the mountain last year, and comment on how it tastes." The old man poured a cup of bright red tea and pushed it in front of Li Xuanlang.

"Haha, I must try the black tea made by Wuming Daozun." Li Xuanlang picked up the tea cup and took a sip, then gave him a thumbs up, and praised him.

There was a burst of laughter in the room.

After some casual conversation, Li Xuanlang got to the point and said, "The Unknown Dao Zun, you said in the past that the amulets were broken in the next day, so I came to find you in the mountains. Now the amulets you gave my disciples have been broken. May I ask Dao Zun, what should we do next?"

The old man laughed and stretched out his right hand. A tip of the bag appeared in his palm: "As the saying goes, big things turn into small things, small things turn into nothing. Fellow Taoist only needs to give him this tip of the bag. After seeing it, he will give me some thin face and spare your disciples from death."

When Nangong Jin heard this, he suddenly became excited: "What the nameless Taoist Lord means, I can't avenge you?"

"If you want to live in this world, you have to let go of your hatred and practice from now on. If you provoke him again, you will definitely die. If he hadn't given me face, you would have been dead." The old man said seriously and seriously.

hiss!

Li Xuanlang took a breath: "The nameless Taoist master lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests. Can he know about the outside world? He seems to know the murderer who killed my disciple's ancestor?"

The old man held his beard and smiled and said, "One finger can be considered a major event in the world, and one hexagram can be a country for generations. How can I not know this little thing?"

Speaking of this, he looked at Nangong Jin: "He gave you two chances from the Nangong family. You don't know how to cherish it and have to be enemies with him, so you end up being 'beheaded' in your Nangong family, right?"

"I..." Nangong Jin was speechless.

The old man looked at Li Xuanlang and said, "Your disciple is not a good-looking lamp. If you don't want to be implicated by him, kill him or imprison him forever, otherwise your life will be buried sooner or later in his hands."

Speaking of this, he stood up and waved his hand: "Go back. If you want to come to me for tea next time, just do what I said, give him the gift bag, keep it away from him, and do not provoke him, otherwise your life will be lost."

Li Xuanlang pondered for a few seconds, held his fists and bowed, "Thank you, the nameless Taoist Lord, for your advice, I know what to do."

After the words came, his eyes turned cold and he pressed his big hand on Nangong Jin's head, urging the immortal technique, without giving Nangong Jin a chance to react, directly urging him into air, and then waved his sleeves away.

When the old man saw this scene, he was stunned for a few seconds before speaking: "Break the root of disaster is the foundation for your life. Go and remember what I said."

"Yes, the nameless Taoist Lord, disciples must remember the words of Taoist Lord."

Li Xuanlang bowed again and went down the mountain with the tips.

......

At this time, the Ling family.

"Master, that guy has been running away for more than a day. Logically speaking, the military advisor should have come. Why hasn't the military advisor arrived yet at this time?"

Lin Batian asked while sorting out the medicinal materials.

Ye Chen was preparing to use the Seven Orifices Linglong Heart Pill to improve his cultivation. The medicinal materials were ready and the furnace was burning.

"The military advisor is a silly man. Who knows what he is thinking? Just come and forget it. If you don't come and wait for the elixir to be refined, I will go to the Qingyun Sect to find him personally, so I won't be afraid that he won't come out to see me." Ye Chen said.

"Yes." Lin Batian nodded: "The military advisor has always been strange. When the master went up to him to assist the master, he refused to go down the mountain. After going up three times, he refused, and finally dragged him down the mountain directly, and he agreed."

"It seems that the military advisor is still the one who is hard but not soft. If he doesn't go down the mountain on the day of his success, we will drag him down the mountain to see if he can still stay idle."

"When he gets off the mountain, he will keep making fun of him and make all kinds of suggestions. The emperor will be overwhelmed by him again."

"Ha ha!"

Ye Chen laughed: "When you say this, I miss the military advisor, and it's a big deal that I didn't listen to the military advisor back then, otherwise I wouldn't have ended up like this."

After saying that, Ye Chen showed sadness on his face.

At this moment, a voice came from above the Nine Heavens.

"Who is Mr. Ye?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!