Ye Xiaochuan is a very special being. Even if his Dantian is shattered and he becomes a mortal, he does not have a long lifespan, but this does not mean that he is useless.
Otherwise, how could Guo Bier and Xianyao both want to take this boy away?
This kid has more high-level magic weapons than a sect with a thousand years of foundation.
This kid has only lost his cultivation, but his memory has not been lost. With just one volume of the heavenly books and magic he knows, he can make a low-level sect prosper and grow in a hundred years.
This guy has a very wide network of contacts, and the people he has made friends with are almost all the successors of various sects and the most outstanding young disciples among casual cultivators.
He can also control 100,000 wizards in southern Xinjiang... Whether such a character has any cultivation level or not, it doesn't really affect his role.
Not only Xian Yao and Guo Bi'er want it, but Master Wu Se also wants to take Ye Xiaochuan away.
But this is not what Big Brain wants to see.
There is a powerful force behind almost everyone present. With Ye Xiaochuan's current situation, no matter who takes him away, he will become a puppet tool or even die! A gentleman is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying a treasure.
!Who allowed this kid to have so many treasures on his body?
Therefore, Big Head spoke up and asked the old storyteller to take care of Ye Xiaochuan for the time being.
The old storyteller is the most suitable candidate. He claims to be half a mausoleum guard. The mausoleum guard guards the tomb of the Wood God. Ye Xiaochuan is the reincarnation of the son of the Wood God. The old storyteller can be regarded as half of Ye Xiaochuan's servant and will not harm Ye Xiaochuan.
Ogawa.
The most important thing is that the old storyteller has no family or sect, neither good nor evil, neither demon nor demon. Unlike Guo Bier, Xian Yao has a complicated background and relationship.
The old storyteller seemed not to have expected that Big Head would let him take Ye Xiaochuan away.
He had just finished feeding the unconscious Yuan Xiaolou water and gently put down Yuan Xiaolou's head.
He stood up and said, "Isn't this good? I already have a patient in my hands who has just been rescued from hell. Ye Xiaochuan asked me to take him away. Is this a busy time for me?"
The big head sent a message: "There is a saying among humans that one sheep is herded and two sheep are driven. What's the difficulty in taking care of two patients at the same time?"
The old storyteller didn't seem to want to take Ye Xiaochuan away. He shook his head and said, "It's really not difficult to take care of the two of them together, but boy Ye and Miss Yuan are different there. From last night to now, there have been dozens of waves of master cultivators in a hundred radius."
Searching back and forth within the area, Ye Xiaochuan is now like a lit firecracker that will explode at any time. I still want to live for a few more years.
Then what, didn’t Fairy Guo say that Ye Xiaochuan is the son of the Demon Cult, so let her take her back to the Demon Cult.”
Guo Bier raised her hand and said: "Little old man, I like you very much, but I still don't know your name!"
The old storyteller cupped his fists and said, "I don't deserve the name Gao. My surname is Wu, and my name is Wu. Just call me Lao Wu."
Guo Bier smiled and said: "Old Wu, just based on what you said just now, if you encounter trouble in the future, I, Xiao Guo, will take care of it for you."
Xian Yao said: "You are hundreds of years old and you still call yourself Xiao Guo?
snort."
Guo Bier said: "No matter how old I am, I'm not as old as you. Your name is Xianyao, so from now on I'll call you Old Demon. If you don't like it, you can call you Cangyun Old Demon, or Old Immortal!"
Xian Yao seemed to be lifeless and said: "Don't say these useless things, I must take Ye Xiaochuan away."
Guo Bier pinched her waist with both hands, preparing to engage in a verbal battle with Xian Yao.
This is a skill unique to the Demon Cult boss.
In the demon sect, the higher your status and cultivation level, the more likely you are to quarrel.
As a boss among demon sect bosses, Guo Bier is a master among masters. If she rolls up her sleeves and fights with others, her fighting power is more powerful than that of her senior brothers such as Black Mountain Old Demon and Xihai Ancestor combined.
The big head was a little angry and said: "Didn't you hear what this handsome beast just said?
This handsome beast told that fat old man to take Ye Xiaochuan away. Do you think this handsome beast is the fart from a fart bug?"
Guo Bier looked around, as if she wanted to find out the specific location of the big head, and said: "Nightmare, although you are the number one monster, we have three masters in the Sumeru realm. You can deal with three of us with just one monster."
indivual?
It’s making trouble.”
Big Head said: "You great Sumeru, in the eyes of others, are the supreme gods, but in the spiritual realm of this handsome beast, you are nothing.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was defeated by the spiritual power of this handsome beast. The spiritual power of the colorless old monk is far inferior to that of Ksitigarbha. As for you and Xian Yao, haha, the spiritual power is far worse than that of the colorless old monk.
This handsome beast can control your mind, delete any of your memories, and even send you to the fourth-dimensional void with just a thought of this handsome beast.
If it doesn’t work, try it.”
Guo Bi'er immediately held her head and said: "Yes, yes, I, Guo Bi'er, have always bullied the weak and feared the strong. You are mentally strong and I can't defeat you. You can arrange it for Ye Xiaochuan. I won't interfere.
Nightmare, I see that Old Demon Cangyun seems to be dissatisfied with you, so you mess with her!"
Xian Yao was really not convinced.
She defeated Fulong, one of the three golden-armored gods who was also in the Sumeru realm, with three moves. She thought that no matter how powerful this nightmare beast was, at most it was only equivalent to a human cultivator in the Sumeru realm.
If we really fight, we may not lose.
When the old storyteller saw this, he immediately came out to smooth things over and said: "Senior Xian Yao, the nightmare beast's mental power is the best in the three realms. Its mental power is at least ten times as strong as yours. In the spiritual field it spreads, if there is no one who can
This is a special treasure that isolates spiritual power, and you cannot be its opponent."
The colorless old monk said: "Yes, the Buddhist lineage majors in spiritual power, but compared with nightmares, it is indeed far away.
If you fight, you won't even be able to see the shadow of the nightmare, and you will lose."
After hearing what these two old men said, Xian Yao immediately gave up on taking action.
No matter how strong the sword is, it is still a physical attack.
Nightmare Beast is a soul attack.
Physical attacks cannot stop soul attacks.
Now the number one plug-in nightmare beast in the Three Realms has been arranged for Ye Xiaochuan, and Xian Yao can barely accept it.
As long as Ye Xiaochuan doesn't fall into Guo Bier's hands, it won't be a bad outcome.
She said to the old storyteller: "Mr. Wu, I'll leave you to take care of Ye Xiaochuan."
The old storyteller smiled bitterly.
He really didn't want to take on Ye Xiaochuan, a hot potato, but he didn't dare not listen to what the Nightmare Beast said.
He said without tears: "I have lived a happy life for most of my life, but in my later years I became a family nanny... Don't worry, before Ye Xiaochuan's injury recovers, I will take him and nurse him back to health.
But he has recovered from his injuries and can walk and run. When the time comes, he will leave on his own and it will have nothing to do with me!"
Xian Yao nodded, said nothing, and disappeared. It was unclear whether she went to the front mountain or the bamboo forest where she lived in seclusion.
Things here have been basically finished. As soon as Xian Yao left, Guo Bi'er and Wise Old Monk had no reason to stay here anymore, so they both left one after another.
