The warm sunshine of autumn is accompanied by the fragrance of fish that overflows in the young bamboo shoot forest, and even the cool wind cannot dissipate the fragrance of the fish.
Musheng wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and fell into deep thought. His master believed in him so much, and he must not be arrogant because of his favor. He must find a way to solve his own problems.
"In the dream, I should be an adult and even know Mo Ran, but I know and hate the master. I seem to be a little jealous that the master has become the Immortal Emperor."
Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Musheng tried his best to analyze his own state in the dream. The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was himself in different situations.
His consciousness sank into his divine body, and Mu Sheng stopped in the Immortal Mountain. The foundation of Qiyun Immortal Mountain was given by his master. The thriving willow tree had already branched out and dropped a green shade. The three-year-old master in the Immortal Palace even guided him in his practice day and night. If one day
He raised the butcher's knife against his master, that is, he was an unfaithful and unfilial traitor.
When three-year-old Su Qi saw Musheng walking into the Immortal Palace with his head down, he floated in front of him and caressed his disciple's head: "It's just a dream, don't take it too seriously."
With the Mo Ran incident ahead of him, he still checked Musheng's emotional and physical condition, and was relieved when he found that nothing happened.
With the certainty of Master's clone, Musheng finally stopped holding on to everything in the dream, and instead curiously asked: "Master, that dream doesn't seem to be fake, what is going on, Master, how can you be so big?"
ah."
"It's a long story. When you become an immortal, my master will tell you everything."
After Musheng opened his eyes again, his eyes were dazzled by the flash of Yideng's big bald head.
"Monk, why are you so close?"
Yideng licked his lips and said with a smile: "Mu Mu, seeing that you are in a bad mood, you must not be in the mood to eat fish. Why don't you give all the fish to me, the Buddha!"
When Musheng saw a lamp holding five empty bamboo sticks, he grinned, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Isn't the monk abstaining from eating meat and fish? You seem to have broken the abstention?"
"This Lord Buddha is a disciple of Dao Xuantian with upright roots. I am not a group of ignorant stickmen like those in the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom. Cultivation is already difficult, so I should reward myself with a combination of meat and vegetables. How can it drag down my body and affect my practice."
While Yideng was talking, Musheng had already eaten up all the grilled fish, leaving only the fish bones hanging on the bamboo sticks.
"Wow! You rotten wood, you won't give anything if you don't want to give it. How dare you play with this Buddha Lord and see the sword!"
Five empty bamboo sticks hit Musheng directly in front of him. Musheng had quick eyesight and quick hands, so he immediately counterattacked with the bamboo sticks. During the ping ping ping pong, the two of them were evenly matched.
"Senior Brother Qingyun, why are you here?"
Mu Sheng was fighting with the same lamp and couldn't separate. Su Qi finished settling his own affairs and just took Hu Lai out after being untied. He saw Qing Yun standing not far away and watching.
"Senior, I'm very worried about something. Can you come in and talk about it?"
The true immortal's hiding ability is very strong, and no one found it in the entire forest of young bamboo shoots. However, when facing Su Qi, Qingyun always kept his posture very low.
"Hu Lai, please go back first and remember what I told you."
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Hu Lai did not dare to look at Su Qi. He saluted Su Qi and left in a hurry, as if he was away from the plague.
"Senior Brother Qingyun, come in."
After letting Qingyun sit down, Su Qi opened the window, and the sunlight came in, dispersing the darkness in the bamboo house. Su Qi, bathed in the light, had his hair shining brightly, like a victorious warrior.
Before Qingyun could speak, Su Qi asked first: "Zhenshanhe should be able to fill the loopholes in the formation, and Youlan is not careless about seals, so you are looking for me probably about Bailu Immortal Mountain and the disciples being bewitched."
Qingyun stood up in shock. Unexpectedly, the senior had guessed before he spoke. He stopped being polite and asked directly: "Senior is really good at predicting things. Senior Sister Youlan has indeed solved the formation problem. Originally, Qinghan
Senior brother planned to come to inquire about the Immortal Mountain, but on his way here he was summoned away by the master who was in seclusion."
"Qingyun is here to ask senior to take action and identify the disciples who are hidden in Qingyou Sword Sect and are controlled by monsters."
Su Qi looked at Qingyun in confusion: "Can't you investigate and correct this matter yourself?"
After saying this, Su Qi already understood the meaning. There were always disputes in the world. Over the long years, the Western Heaven Buddhist Kingdom even split into pagans, and the Qingyou Sword Sect was naturally unavoidable.
The Qingyou Sword Sect, which is twisted into a rope, has developed into three sects so far. The strongest sect is naturally the Gufeng sect headed by the old man Jianxiao, with the three elders Qinghan, Youlan and Qingyun serving as the mainstay.
Next is the Changwang Sect, headed by Elder Jianyue, who is at the peak of the ninth level of the Immortal King, and led by Elder Qinghai and Youyue.
The last Xingchen sect is headed by Old Man Jianfeng. Although they are both at the peak of the ninth level of the Immortal King, they have been in seclusion for many years because they have been seriously injured. Their disciple Youxing has been away from home all year round to maintain the reputation of Qingyou Sword Sect.
The reason why the Qingyou Sword Sect declined and was even ridiculed to the face by the stewards of the Yangsheng Hall was because the Xingchen Sect failed to recover, and the other two sects were also restrained. The original First Sword Sect was now like a pool of stagnant water, unable to save itself.
Qingyun sighed: "The disciples controlled by the Demon Immortal are the weakest, and they are also the first group to be controlled by us. The disciples controlled by the True Demon, such as Wu Guang, although they have the ability to influence other disciples, it is not difficult to catch them, but in
During the secret screening process, we discovered that there are also a group of disciples controlled by the Demon King, who have extremely strong anti-reconnaissance capabilities. Even we cannot identify these disciples, and this matter also involves two other sects, which greatly increases the difficulty.
,so……"
"So you want me to help you find the disciples under the demon king's control?"
Seeing Qingyun nodding awkwardly, Su Qi smiled and said: "I am happy to help, but I also have conditions. After the job is completed, remember to give me the title of elder of the Xingchen Sect."
"This... Qingyun needs to ask his master. The seniors don't know something. Although the master is the sect leader, he doesn't deal with the other two factions. I'm afraid it will be difficult to succeed."
“Is the division already that serious?”
While Su Qi was deep in thought, he suddenly heard a strange noise outside and immediately looked through the window.
Outside the bamboo window, Mo Zhu and Bai Yao were negotiating with Guo Jian. Chen Fan was watching carefully from behind. Suddenly their eyes met, and Chen Fan met Su Qi's eyes.
In an instant, his heart stopped beating and his breathing disappeared. Chen Fan turned around and ran away. If the clone's strength was not at the Golden Core level, he would have even wanted to grow four legs and run wildly.
Although the fake operator couldn't figure out Su Qi's identity, with just one glance, the fatal fate similar to Lei Jieshan's had reappeared. He could only die if he didn't leave, and he had to run if he wanted to live.
Now that the invasion plan of the Seventh Dragon King Hall Master has been forgotten by him, his motto has always been to die for his Taoist friends but not for the poor Taoists. Sacrificing teammates to protect himself is the purpose of the Destiny Sect's cooperation.
If he wants to live, no one can stop him!
"Senior Brother Qingyun, capture him, don't let him run away, and don't let him die."
Qingyun obeyed and rushed out, almost instantly controlled the fleeing Chen Fan, and then brought him back.
The overwhelming formation spread out, blocking all prying eyes.
Su Qi appeared in front of Mo Zhu and Bai Yao, swung his sword and stabbed Bai Yao whose face was covered by gauze.
"Why?"
Bai Yaomeng lowered her head to look at the ferocious sword mouth, her face was ferocious in severe pain, but just as she was about to detonate the golden elixir, she realized that the sword's intention shattered the golden elixir, and her life was lost.
Letting the blood flow from the wound, she grabbed Su Qi's face. This man dared to kill someone in the bamboo shoot forest where the Qingyou Sword Sect explicitly prohibited life and death battles. He deserved to die!
"You still dare to resist?"
Another sword came out, and Bai Yao fell to the ground unwillingly.
Staring indifferently at Bai Yao who was still struggling to death, Su Qi sneered: "Saint Letan of Kunlun Yaochi has such a miserable day. You could be sitting on a cloud platform overlooking the world, but you insist on pretending to be noble and arrogant.
Feet, you can't afford to worry too much."
"Oh, it's hard for you too. I was seriously injured and narrowly escaped death, and your avatar traveled thousands of miles away to cause trouble. If I don't kill you, are you going to work together to destroy the seal of Bailu Mountain?"
"How do you know! Who told you!"
The gauze fell, and Bai Yao, who fell limply to the ground, gradually lost focus in fear. Until her death, she didn't know who among the five was the traitor.
Mo Zhu's eyes were sharp and fearful. Instead of fighting Su Qi, he wanted to stab Guo Jian to death and kidnap the four young children in exchange for a chance of survival.
However, the plan could not keep up with the change, and he soon showed despair, because the clone at the peak of the Golden Core Realm could not even defeat this ordinary young man!
But he didn't know that Guo Jian, who was ordinary in his eyes, was a ruthless man who integrated all the memories of the Heavenly Sword King. Although he only had the third level of Golden elixir on the surface, his actual combat power was far beyond imagination, not to mention the blessing of Su Qi's mind.
Now, his control over the general's sword has long been perfected.
As soon as the four little guys sensed the approaching murderous intention, Mo Zhu, who had the intention to kill, had already fallen under the general's sword.