"It's me." Chen Yifan nodded.

"I was ordered to come to rescue the disciples of the Tianshan Sect who were being hunted. Why are you here? The hall master's affairs have been taken care of?" Chen Yifan squinted and could still clearly see what was in his eyes through the silver-black iron tools.

The cruelty.

"We were originally in Tiandu City. When we came out, we met the Black Dog Protector's junior brother. It was he who asked us to come over and deal with these disciples of the Tianshan Sect."

"Junior brother of Thousand-Armed Buddha, Thousand-Jian City?"

"Yes, Protector Black is dead. I heard that he died at the hands of the disciples of Blue Sky Valley." Black Pigeon transformed into a human form and reported to Chen Yifan. Bar-headed Goose was not that scared anymore and sat cross-legged on the ground to heal his injuries.

"Oh, the Thousand-Armed Buddha is actually dead." Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes. He probably didn't expect that a protector would be lost in this mission. This is definitely not a good thing for Rakshasa Hall.

"Then did you kill those Tianshan Sect disciples?" Chen Yifan turned to look at Hei Ge again, his voice cold.

Hei Ge heard the chill in Chen Yifan's words and hurriedly explained.

"We were about to succeed, but we didn't expect that a disciple from Shushan suddenly appeared. His name was Li Zongsheng. He was extremely powerful. We were no match for him, so we had to escape from there first. But our second brother and sixth brother all died.

In their hands, since Protector Bai is here, we hope that Protector Bai can avenge us, and the Yi clan will definitely retaliate with death." Hei Ge looked at Chen Yifan almost piously.

"That's right, as long as Protector Bai can avenge us, the five of us brothers will definitely obey Protector Bai!" The bar-headed goose who was recovering from his injuries also said viciously.

If there is anyone who can avenge them at this moment, it is probably only Chen Yifan.

Although he seems to only have the strength of the Golden Immortal Peak, as the head of the four guardians of Rakshasa Hall, it is impossible for him to only have the strength of the Golden Immortal Peak.

"Is he dead? Li Zongsheng, oh, it's so interesting that he actually took action." Chen Yifan looked at the mountains in the distance. They looked like a monster with teeth and claws under the moonlight.

"Please also ask Protector Bai to help!" Seeing that Chen Yifan had no intention of taking action, Hei Ge suddenly knelt on the ground and looked at him sincerely. His originally ferocious face now looked a bit kind.

"Okay, I will help you." Chen Yifan replied calmly.

"Thanks to Protector Bai, they are heading towards..." Black Pigeon was overjoyed and got up from the ground, but as soon as it straightened up, it felt as if all the strength in its body had been drained away.

"Bah, bah, bah, bah." Four sounds like rags being torn came from behind it, and four flying knives were inserted into its back spine one after another, and then flew out from the chest.

"You!" Black pigeon's mouth was filled with large swaths of thick, black blood, which made the black pigeon's voice muffled.

"Fourth brother!" The bar-headed goose, which was recovering from its injuries, suddenly jumped up from the ground. It wanted to pounce on the black pigeon that fell to the ground.

Three flying knives roared over, cutting its body into four pieces. Its head rolled several times and fell beside the black pigeon, bleeding profusely.

Even to the end of their lives, they couldn't believe that it was Chen Yifan who killed them.

"I said I would avenge you, but I didn't say it would be now! When the time comes, I will naturally take care of these little brats!"

Chen Yifan took back the seven flying knives, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped them over and over again.

"The demon's blood returns

It’s so dirty!” Chen Yifan sneered.

He put the flying knife back to his waist and threw the square silk in his hand casually on the ground. He glanced at Black Pigeon, who was still staring with a pair of scarlet eyes, and left without looking back.

The direction he went was exactly the direction Luo Tianyang and the others were rushing back to the Tianshan Sect.

Ten miles away, Li Zongsheng did not run fast or ride on the wind. He walked ten miles with small steps and was already outside the scope of Falling Dragon City.

He looked back in the direction he left, but there was no one there.

He was the only one to enjoy the loneliness under the night. Fortunately, there were trickling streams, mountains and rivers, and animals that loved to move around at night in the trees to accompany him.

Li Zongsheng looked up to the sky and took a sip of wine. He looked at the moon reflected in the pond and lost his mind for a moment.

He reached out and touched his arms, but only touched a few copper plates. When he went down the mountain, he didn't bring a package or his own purse. This is why as a disciple of Shushan, he had to eat and drink for free.

Li Zongsheng counted the cold copper plates carefully and showed a wry smile. It seemed that he had to go back to the mountain.

When he took his hand out of his arms, he scratched a soft bag and took it out. The confused Li Zongsheng looked at it through the moonlight and realized that the bag in front of him was a sachet with red thread embroidered on it.

The mandarin ducks looked like they were lingering in the sparkling blue lake in front of them.

Li Zongsheng thought of the night a long time ago and the moonlight a long time ago, which was as beautiful as today.

It's just that he wasn't the only one at that time.

Thirteen years ago, Shu Mountain, Wuliang Peak.

Li Zongsheng walked up the stairs and met a group of young disciples who greeted him with greetings and greetings. The white clothes on his body were spotless and looked like new every day.

Li Zongsheng smiled and nodded, said hello to the junior brothers, and then opened the door of Chongyang Hall.

An old man wearing dark blue robes with white beard and gray hair was sitting on the couch with his eyes closed and meditating.

At this time, Taoist Master Qingxu was only at the peak of Xuanxian. Among the four major sects, he had not yet reached the level of Taihexian.

"Master, haven't you been in seclusion these past few days to attack the Half-Step Taihe Immortal? How come you still have time to summon me?" Li Zongsheng pushed the door open and entered, then closed it.

"Zong Sheng! You're here." Taoist Master Qingxu narrowed his eyes slightly. When he smiled, the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, but he was filled with indescribable kindness and kindness.

"Do you think it is important to become a half-step Taihe Immortal?" Taoist Master Qingxu said calmly, with pale white Qi condensing on his body.

"Of course it's important. When Master, you reach half a step into Taihe Immortal, our Shushan sect will be the second largest sect in the world after the Tianshan sect." Li Zongsheng smiled confidently.

"Second in the world is not number one, let alone just a false name. Does it really matter?" Qingxu shook his head slowly, his smile still kind.

"Of course it is important. I must come out on top in this Immortal Ascension Conference and let everyone in the world know how amazing my Shushan disciple is!" Li Zongsheng patted his chest proudly.

"Oh, so it seems that you have the confidence to deal with Yu Ziqing, who will reach the peak of Jinxian in less than forty years?" Taoist Master Qingxu opened one eye and looked at Li Zongsheng, watching his smile slowly freeze on his face

.

"Um, master, do you really not believe in your disciples? Although I am nearly twenty years behind him,

Husband, but after all, I am the most talented person in Shushan in the past hundred years! I don’t believe that he is really as powerful as the legend says.” Li Zongsheng stuck out his tongue like a naughty boy.

"You are indeed my best disciple." Qingxu nodded, "Otherwise I would not have accepted you as my disciple. This is the first time I have accepted a disciple in more than four hundred years."

"But don't be discouraged. Yu Ziqing won't meet you at the Immortal Ascension Conference this time."

"Why, Master!" Li Zongsheng was shocked. He practiced so hard just in the hope that one day he could defeat Yu Ziqing in an upright manner.

"Hey, how long have you been neglecting food and sleep again?" Qingxu understood that Li Zongsheng must have locked himself in the Sutra Pavilion again.

"It hasn't been long, it's only been three months. Didn't I just come out, take a shower and come to see you, master?" Li Zongsheng sneered.

"Did you know that Mu Yunfei of the Tianshan Sect died a month ago?"

"What, Mu Yunfei is dead? Isn't he the best in the world? Who can kill him?" Li Zongsheng was shocked when he heard this. He didn't believe what his master said. Even Taoist Master Qingxu couldn't hurt Mu Yunfei in the slightest.

, there is someone in the world who can kill him?

Taoist Master Qingxu continued to nod and closed his eyes again, his robes fluttering with the airflow.

"The person who killed him was his disciple, Yu Ziqing."

"Yu Ziqing killed Mu Yunfei, how is this possible? Isn't he just at the peak of the Golden Immortal?" Li Zongsheng felt more and more incredible. He didn't know that such earth-shaking changes had occurred during the three months of seclusion.

"No one knows the reason, maybe it's because of Dugu Jian."

"Dugu Jian?"

"Yu Ziqing took away the Dugu Sword. The best sword in the world has unimaginable power. What's more, Yu Ziqing is his disciple. It is not surprising that Mu Yunfei died under his sword. Now Yu Ziqing

Qing has come down from the mountain, and people all over the world are rounding him up, trying to seize the Dugu Sword from his hands."

"Is this Yu Ziqing actually such a person? He can even kill his own master?" Li Zongsheng looked shocked.

"This is exactly why I came to find you." Taoist Master Qingxu said calmly, he put his hands back on his waist, then stood up from the ground and walked back and forth in the room.

His thin body looks very different from Li Zongsheng's tallness.

"Master wants me to go down the mountain, kill Yu Ziqing, and then snatch the Dugu sword back?" Li Zongsheng suddenly realized.

Taoist Priest Qingxu smiled and shook his head slowly.

"no."

"Then you want me to spy on Yu Ziqing's whereabouts and then come back and report to you?" Li Zongsheng guessed again.

Taoist Master Qingxu smiled again and shook his head.

"That's not the case, that's not the case. Master, why on earth did you come to me?" Li Zongsheng was puzzled and touched his bun, which seemed to still have the lingering fragrance of the bath he had just taken.

"On the contrary, I want you to go down the mountain to protect Yu Ziqing." Qingxu said with a long smile. Although he was old, his teeth were still silver-white, and his smile was as naughty as a child.

"What?" Li Zongsheng's eyes widened and he looked at his master in disbelief.

A sinner, a person who is being hunted by everyone in the world, instead of letting himself get rid of the demon guardian and defend peace, the master allows himself to protect him.
Chapter completed!