After an unknown amount of time, Xie Changyuan knocked open the entrance of the cave buried by the boulders and gasped for air.
There has never been a disaster in this area, so this scene is really strange.
Xie Changyuan cast his gaze in the direction of the blacksmith's house at the foot of the mountain, feeling uneasy in his heart.
He hurried down the mountain, completely ignoring the scars caused by the stones on his body, and walked faster and faster until he was running quickly.
Within the scope of his vision, there was a mess in the direction of the blacksmith house, and there was even billowing smoke rising.
Xie Changyuan secretly screamed, and his speed suddenly increased. His tall figure was like a flying dragon on the mountain road, disappearing in an instant.
By the time he returned to the foot of the mountain, the blacksmith's house had been razed to the ground.
"Come out." Xie Changyuan's face turned pale, and the moment he spoke, it seemed as if the temperature around him had dropped a bit.
The blacksmith's house had collapsed, and the firewood and thatch were burning with blazing flames. Ou Yefeng and Mo Xie were completely missing, and no one knew who he was calling.
After the words fell, a figure in green clothes walked out from behind the blacksmithing room. This person looked young, but he had a slender figure, a face like a crown jewel, and a wisp of immortality surrounding his eyebrows. It was obvious that he was a talented person.
Cultivation disciple.
"Hello." The man in green shirt smiled.
His smile is as refreshing as a spring breeze. Perhaps it is a benefit obtained from the cultivation of the immortal family, which makes him look otherworldly. A smile can give a good impression to mortals.
"Whether I'm good or not is none of your business, but you might not be so good." Xie Changyuan looked directly at me with one eye, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
The disciples of the Xian family appeared here and destroyed the blacksmith's house. Ou Yefeng's grandfather and grandson were nowhere to be seen. The situation was probably not good.
Sensing Xie Changyuan's deep hostility, the man in blue didn't take it seriously. He seemed to feel a little hot, so he flicked his sleeves and robe lightly, and the blazing fire on the thatched house was instantly extinguished under the wind of his palm.
The black smoke in the sky has disappeared.
“I’ve heard for a long time that Mr.
"Fuck you, where are my people?" Xie Changyuan waved his hand to interrupt him.
The man in green shirt suppressed his smile and put his hands behind his back.
"In five days' time, our five immortal sects will be waiting for Mr. Xie at Kongming Mountain. At that time, you can take Mr. Ou Yefeng home by the way."
After he finished speaking, he took out a page of gold paper from his arms, flicked it out with a snap of his fingers, and flew straight to Xie Changyuan, where it floated.
The content written on the gold paper is the same as what the man in green shirt said. At the bottom are the immortal seals of the five major immortal sects, namely Kongming, Taihui, Changming, Xuanling Valley and Yaowang Valley.
These five major sects are the major sects in the northern part of the Changsheng Continent. Although they are not the first-class immortal sects in the entire continent, there are still precedents of masters ascending throughout its history.
Of these five families, four of them have already been patronized by Xie Changyuan. The Jindan ancestors in their families are all dead souls killed by the sword. The reason why they entered their sects is very simple. These immortal families are all preparing to join the Twelve Divine Palaces.
"I thought that killing your ancestors would make you peaceful and peaceful, but I didn't expect you to be so shameless. If I had known this, I should have wiped out your whole family." Xie Changyuan said coldly.
Faced with Xie Changyuan's scolding, the man in green shirt was not angry, but looked calm: "We have already seen how powerful Mr.
Enter the urn, sir."
He was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly turned back.
"By the way, the crazy woman on the hill has been taken away by the master of the Twelve Divine Palaces. She is the person the new high priest wants, and we don't dare to arrest her."
Xie Changyuan roared angrily, and his figure instantly appeared in front of the man in green shirt. He punched the man into pieces and wiped him out, eventually turning into a piece of jade pendant.
This is the incarnation of the immortal family, not the coming of the original deity.
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At the same time, hundreds of miles away in the sky, an Immortal Dharma boat shuttled above the clouds, overlooking the vast earth.
It was traveling extremely fast, as if it was afraid that something would catch up behind it.
At the bow of the boat, a man in a green shirt was sitting cross-legged. His eyes were slightly lowered, but he did not really close them.
Suddenly, he spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.
"How's it going?" A burly man came over after hearing the news.
There were some people behind him, all of whom were disciples of the Xian family.
The man in green shirt said nothing, took out a silk handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"It's just a loss of an external incarnation. The news has been conveyed. He will definitely come in five days."
Deep in this fairy ship, in a cage, Ou Yefeng and Mo Xie were imprisoned here. The old man was slightly injured and had a golden fairy binding rope wrapped around his body.
"Grandpa, I'm seasick." Little Moxie squatted next to him with a sad face.
The boat flying in the sky is different from the boat still leaving. The fairy's flying boat is extremely stable and has basically no shaking. The little girl is just an illusion caused by psychological shadow at this moment.
Ou Yefeng had his eyes closed, and there were obvious bruises on his face. He had obviously had a fight with those immortal disciples. Fortunately, his body was still strong. An ordinary old man would have been beaten to death long ago.
"Grandpa, please talk to me and distract me." Little Moye raised his head.
Ou Yefeng opened his eyes helplessly, looked at his granddaughter's big dark eyes and said three words.