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Chapter thirty-ninth deep hatred

Among the Dragon Yu sect and the guests who came to congratulate, no one had Wu Jie's level of cultivation, so none of them noticed the uninvited guests who obviously had malicious intentions.

But that's fine. After all, if it weren't for Wu Jie, all the people present together would definitely not be able to defeat the six evil guests who were both bright and dark. If you don't know, it would save you a lot of unnecessary worries.

Wu Jie sat calmly in his seat, listening to Master Liu's powerful and melodious voice, guessing how many times he had practiced this manuscript, and thinking about what to do later.

"Du Xin, what do you think I should do?"

"You shouldn't ask me this question. I am me and you are you. You should decide for yourself what to do."

Wu Jie was silent for a moment and sighed softly.

Du Ruo and Jasmine were both busy, and Du Xin had such an overly objective temper that he couldn't find anyone to talk to.

Those guys in the sky weren't really a threat at all. It was just the feeling of not being able to find anyone to chat with that made him very uncomfortable.

After a while, the lengthy speech finally came to an end. Master Liu was obviously very satisfied with his performance. He smiled smugly, stepped aside, and shouted loudly: "I'd like to invite Master Yuxuan!"

The joyful sound of drum music came from the pre-arranged loudspeaker array, and a white-haired old man in red and colorful clothes walked up from the back of the hall.

This old man has an average appearance, a medium build, a kind-hearted face, and a somewhat weathered look on his face. At first glance, he does not look like an immortal who has been cultivating for many years, but more like an old farmer who has been working in the fields all year round. With the same look on his body,

It is a red robe that ordinary people wear on festive days, and it is indeed very suitable.

"The style of the Yulong Sect is really simple! I always thought that our sect was simple, but now I understand that our simplicity is still the style of an expert outside the world. This is what they are truly simple and unpretentious!" Wu

Jie secretly praised, "Just from what I saw and heard today, this trip was not in vain!"

He also heard the guests chatting around him. One of them, a big man wearing Taoist robes with scars on his bald head, laughed and said, "Brother Liu looks so happy today! When I condense my true essence, I will do something like this."

celebration!"

"Monk Li, do you have so many disciples and disciples? Lao Liu has many disciples and disciples who work together to hold up the scene. Are you alone and planning to hold a celebration in a blind way?" Another old man who looked like an accountant

Said with a bit of teasing.

Monk Li touched his stubbled chin, thought for a while, and shook his head.

"Forget it, it's so troublesome!"

"I don't think it's troublesome. If I can condense the true energy, even if I find a group of mortals to do it, I will hold such a celebration." The only woman among the guests, although she has a youthful appearance, her eyes are full of joy.

The weather-colored girl praised, "If I don't do this, how can I be worthy of hundreds of years of hard work!"

"Hey... I've been practicing for so many years, and I haven't even reached the middle stage of Gang Refining yet, Ning Yuan? I'm afraid there's no hope for me in this life!" Another middle-aged man who was dark and thin sighed, "Looking at Senior Yuxuan

After condensing the true essence, thinking about myself again makes me feel really sad!"

"Old Qian, don't say that. You are only in your early 200s and you still have plenty of time!" the accountant-like old man advised, "I'm almost 300 years old and I still haven't given up. You are 80 years younger than me.

Sui, how could you back out so early!"

"What Benefactor Zhao said makes sense!" Among the guests present, the old monk whose cultivation level was second only to Wu Jie nodded slightly and praised, "Whether you can live forever or not is not important. The important thing for us to cultivate immortality is to keep moving forward. Even in this life

The road ends here, but you must not slack off in your determination to move forward. If you don't succeed in this life, let's talk about it in the next life! After a thousand turns, there will always be a day when you will return to the eighth stage to welcome the catastrophe!"

Wu Jie nodded secretly after hearing this. He had just discovered that among the five guests at the Lian Gang realm, only this old monk exuded a pure and peaceful aura. He was the Buddhist Dharma taught by a well-known family, which was completely different from the other four wild disciples.

Seeing their speech and behavior at this moment, it is indeed the case.

Although the four people, Monk Li, the girl, Lao Qian, and Lao Zhao, had different attitudes, when Master Yuxuan appeared on the stage, their auras were all confused. It was obvious that they felt something in their hearts and couldn't help themselves. Only the old man

The monk's breath has always been stable and peaceful, and his mind is obviously higher than theirs.

Of course, Master Yuxuan could hear the whispers of the guests, but he did not speak to them. Instead, he bowed his hands to everyone and then, like Master Liu, began to deliver a speech.

It can be heard that the people who wrote these two speeches have really put a lot of effort into it. The words and sentences in the two speeches are very similar, but the use of classic words is not repeated at all. Wu Jie listened to Yuxuan Zhenren's speech, and what he just said to Master Liu.

I secretly compared it and found that it was a perfect match. Although I couldn't see any particularly gorgeous words, there was a profound foundation in the plainness.

Although Wu Jie has been studying for these years, he will never be able to write such an article. Among the people he is familiar with, only Yi Ti, a talented man from the southeast, can write two articles like this. By the way.

, and Lin Lushan! Thinking of his sworn brother who died young, Wu Jie couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The originally imaginative thoughts also settled down, and only a touch of sadness lingered.

"There is something wrong with your mentality." Du Xin suddenly said, "No matter how many troubles and difficulties you encountered in the past, you have never sighed like this!"

Wu Jie was startled, and then he realized that his mood was indeed much more decadent than usual.

He had been practicing for many years and had extraordinary experience. He immediately understood why this happened. But even though he understood it, he had no idea what to do for a while.

Humans are not grass and trees, how can they be ruthless! Yin Shuang encountered huge troubles in Tianwaitian, and his life may even be in danger. But he had no choice but to be ruthless and angry in vain... In

Under such circumstances, how could he not be decadent?

If it weren't for his profound cultivation and firm mind, he would have been in a state of uncertainty, like an ant on a hot pot!

"Old Man Tianyan just wants to see you like this, you shouldn't let him be proud of you." Du Xin advised.

"I know...but I can't do it..." Wu Jie sighed deeply and lowered his eyes, "I have never hated a person so much in my life, so much that even killing him is not enough...that old man

Immortal madman!"

"This is the real devil. He only seeks his own pleasure and doesn't care about anything else." Du Xin's tone contained a hint of reminiscence, "Back then, our Great Light Sect fought against the devils several times, but such a devil

, but I have only seen one or two."

"Yes, even within the Demon Sect, there are only a few such lunatics..." Wu Jie was about to say something more, when suddenly his eyes widened and he looked up to the sky.

A loud laugh like a broken gong interrupted the congratulatory speech that Master Yuxuan was reciting.

"You guys from Liujiazhuang, an old friend has come to visit, why don't you greet him quickly?"

Before he could finish his words, a strike jointly delivered by five peak Lian Gang monks turned into a roaring storm, tearing through the sky and falling with a crash!

It happened to be a coincidence that the five invading monks at the peak of Lian Gang happened to be four men and one woman, very similar to the five guests around Wu Jie.

But the strength of these five people is beyond comparison with the five guests.

The five of them were originally parked at a height that was not easily noticed by the monks in the early stage of Ning Yuan, and they did not know what they were doing. At this moment, they suddenly got into trouble, and Wu Jie realized that they were communicating with each other's Qi, so as to integrate the power of everyone and send out earth-shattering sounds.

A blow.

These five people obviously have secret techniques specifically for combined attacks, and the power of a joint attack far exceeds the level of refining. Before the storm fell, the heavy pressure forced the Yulong Sect's mountain-protecting formation to turn into light and shadow, and then appeared like soap

It broke as gently as a bubble, and couldn't even hold on for a blink of an eye.

The mountain-protecting formation was instantly broken, and the pressure of the five people's combined attack hit the main hall and everyone in the courtyard. The main hall of the Yulong Sect has obviously been specially reinforced, and its defense power is good. In addition, everyone present at least has

Refining Gang cultivation, falling

He could still withstand the pressure, but everyone in the courtyard couldn't. He could only hear the panic and exclamations one after another, and the sound of falling down. Wu Jie swept away with his mind, and in the huge courtyard, not even a single person could be heard.

Everyone who can stand is gone.

But this was just the beginning. As the howling storm in the sky got closer and closer, the pressure became heavier and heavier, and even some people in the main hall showed signs of discomfort.

"This can't go on like this! Those people outside can't bear it!" Wu Jie frowned and was about to take action to rescue the siege. Master Yuxuan's eyebrows were raised with white eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with raging anger. He shouted, "Seeking death!" After saying that, he resorted to throwing out his weapons.

An emerald green flying sword, the man and his sword turned into a green light, rushed out of the hall, and went straight to the sky to kill!

Naturally, the people of the Yulong Sect and the guests could not let Master Yuxuan fight alone, and hurriedly used their own methods to catch up. At one time, more than ten rays of light rushed into the sky, closely chasing the emerald green sword light, heading towards the sky.

The black storm that was slowly pressing down was coming.

Strange to say, although the black storm that the five people jointly sent out was extremely powerful, almost close to the level of a full-strength blow by a monk in the early stage of Yuan Condensation, its speed was really disappointing. From just now to now, before and after

It had probably taken three or four breaths, but the storm had only blown down more than half of it, and it was still two or three miles away from the ground!

Under normal circumstances, no matter how powerful such an attack is, it is all in vain - not to mention the Ning Yuan master who can fly a hundred miles of light in an instant, even a monk in the early stage of refining can fly more than ten people in the blink of an eye.

Here, this black storm flies at a speed that is as high as the sky, which is the level of a Hundred Refinement monks - no, if Wu Jie at the Hundred Refinements stage, he might be able to escape from it with an invisible sword...

If it were an ordinary fight, Master Yuxuan would never be hit by such a slow attack. But today's situation is unusual. Behind him is the entire Yulong Sect, a large group of people who are under heavy pressure and can't even escape.

His disciples, disciples, grandchildren, and guests. As the Supreme Elder of Yulong Sect, and the master of this celebration, he cannot let this blow hit the ground under any circumstances!

So he gritted his teeth and roared. His figure suddenly retreated, but the emerald green sword light suddenly accelerated and crashed directly into the black storm.

"burst!"

Accompanied by his hoarse roar, the flying sword that had been painstakingly refined for hundreds of years exploded in the storm group, turning into a dazzling green light, blowing the terrifying black storm into pieces, and instantly turned into scattered violent winds, blowing away

The people who followed were staggering around, but they had lost their actual lethality.

The self-exploding flying sword caused great damage to Master Yuxuan. His aura dropped a lot in an instant, and he dropped directly from the realm of condensing yuan to the peak of refining. There was a lot of blood oozing out of his mouth and nose, and his face was also pale.

A lot.

However, Master Yuxuan did not panic at all, but hurriedly took out a golden-red elixir and swallowed it. His face improved a lot in an instant, and the aura on his body also picked up again, and finally stabilized at the level of condensation.

Wu Jie is familiar with this spiritual elixir. It is one of the signatures of Shendan Anjia, and it is called the "Golden Elixir of Life and Death". It can stimulate the potential of monks in a short period of time, suppress various injuries, and allow injured monks to regain their full potential.

Exceeding one's normal fighting power. What's especially powerful is that even if this elixir of life and death has expired, it will not make the injury worse like some secret methods. It will only make people tired and lethargic and need to rest for ten days and a half.

That's all.

Refining the golden elixir of life and death requires a level of cultivation, and An Ziqing once refined it. There were twenty-four pills in a furnace, which he shared equally among his fellow apprentices who often went down the mountain. However, all the fellow apprentices were very lucky, except for the first time.

When the Donghai Fairy Mountain was besieged, Yi Ti and Yan Gu each took one pill, but the rest of the Golden Pill of Life and Death were still intact and had not been taken.

It is a good thing not to take this kind of desperate medicine!

Wu Jie had two golden elixirs of life and death, but he never thought about taking them - he had the support of the world of the Book of Heaven. If he couldn't withstand this, the golden elixir of life and death wouldn't be able to help.

As a result, these two golden elixirs of life and death were smashed to pieces together with his physical body by the huge demon during the battle of Jiuxiao Star Reaching. Not even a single fragment could be recovered, and all the good intentions of the junior brother were wasted...

This shows the wonder of the world of the Heavenly Book. Wu Jie was already in a certain death situation, but not only did he survive, but he also saved Changsun Wu, who was also attacked by the huge demon and almost lost his life.

Of course, Master Yuxuan does not have the world of the Book of Heaven, so he can only take the golden elixir of life and death and rely on the potential of the elixir to fight to the death.

Standing in the strong wind, the old man with white hair and beard raised his hand and released a pair of bright red jade knives, first to protect himself, and then he raised a golden long shuttle shaped like a small black boat, which turned into a small room.

The room's larger golden light was aimed at the five people in the sky.

"Five Ghosts of Donglai! How dare you make trouble during my Yuan Condensation Ceremony!"

The five monks known as the "Five Ghosts of Donglai" actually don't look like ghosts. The leader of the group has a strong back and a muscular look, and he has the aura of a warrior; the two people next to him are fat and thin, but they are dressed exactly the same and are holding the same things in their hands.

Exactly the same long black flag

, seems to be from the same sect; the one guarded in the center is a woman in palace clothes, except for the mean look between her eyebrows, she is also a beauty; the last one is wearing a white scribe's gown, shaking a fan in his hand, as if he is from a troubled world.

handsome man.

"It's true that people cannot be judged by their appearance!" Wu Jie couldn't help but sigh, "These people look pretty good, but unexpectedly they are so ruthless that they don't even spare innocent guests!"

"Fellow Taoist, you don't know something!" The old monk flew over and said, "These five people are sworn brothers. Because they were all born in Donglai County, Qi State, they are called the Five Ghosts of Donglai - in fact, there are eight of them.

At that time, he was called Donglai Baxiong. Later, he followed Yuxuan Dao

Friends and others fought over a spiritual tree that could calm the surrounding monks and prevent them from going crazy. After three of the Torai Hachio died, the remaining five changed their name to the Torai Five Ghosts and swore not to take revenge for one day.

Not being a son for a day..."

Wu Jie nodded, finally understanding the cause and effect of the matter.

"I don't know what to call these five people?"

"The big man's name is Tong Ang; the two men wearing the same clothes are brothers from the same clan, named Fumantang and Fumanshan respectively; the woman's name is Ye Mei; and the scholar in white is named Jiang Geli." Old Zhao, who looks like an accountant, has also arrived.

He came over and said, "I have dealt with them before. Apart from their violent temper, their character is not very bad and they can still be reasonable."

"Oh?" Wu Jie frowned. In his fiery eyes, those five people were all sinful and evil. It seemed that they had done a lot of bad things in their lives. I guess this so-called "not very bad character" probably didn't count.

allow.

"Be reasonable? You have never encountered a time when they were unreasonable!" Monk Li turned into a phantom and appeared beside them. He said in a muffled voice with anger, "They are only reasonable when they are in a good mood. Look at it now! If

If Master Yuxuan had not cast a spell to break their storm, how many people would have died with this blow!"

Lao Zhao was refuted, and he probably felt a little embarrassed, so he laughed twice and said nothing.

At this moment, Master Yuxuan had already made contact with the Five Ghosts of Donglai.

As a Ning Yuan monk, even though he has just entered the Ning Yuan Sect for the first time, and has not even reached the early stage of Ning Yuan, the methods of Master Yuxuan are already very different from those of Lian Gang monks. The same spell is cast in his hands.

When he comes out, the power is much greater than that of Donglai Five Ghosts; he can easily block the attacks of Donglai Five Ghosts, but the opponent often needs two or three people to join forces to resist his attacks.

"How strange! The Five Ghosts of Donglai don't look like they are crazy. Why did they come here to die on their own?" The girl among the five guests stood with a white lotus under her feet, like a fairy in the sky, and said with a frown.

, "With their abilities, even if they can be on par with Master Yuxuan for the time being, the gap between Zhenqi and Zhenyuan cannot be made up so easily! Even if we don't take action and continue to fight, they won't be able to hold on for long.

."

"Hehe... Bai Hongnu, why don't you take action?" Monk Li smiled.

"Are you kidding me!" Bai Hongnv snorted coldly, and a white rope flew up from her hand, turning into a long snake-like white rainbow in the air, and flew towards the battlefield, "It's rude to come and not return! Take my move!

"

Although this attack did not go beyond the expectations of the Five Ghosts of Donglai, it forced them to take action to resist it. To make matters worse, seeing Bai Hongnu take action, everyone in the Yulong Sect and the guests also took action one after another.

This is a fight of life and death, not a fair competition. There are more people than others and there are fewer people. It is a matter of course!

As a result, the Donglai Five Ghosts suddenly couldn't resist. Seeing that they were in danger, the leader Tong Ang finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted to the sky, "Senior, please take action!"


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