Before Jiang Li'er could react, an extremely anxious voice rang in her ears. Then, Jiang Li'er felt dizzy. Her whole body seemed to have been hit hard, and she was thrown directly backward.
, at the same time, as a scream sounded, the senior brother Cheng in Jiang Li'er's mouth was already in a different place.
"snort!"
Seeing Jiang Lier's lucky escape, the originally fierce-looking middle-aged man snorted coldly. At the same time, the sword light rolled up and struck in the direction of Jiang Lier again.
Witnessing the death of Senior Brother Cheng, the pale-faced Jiang Li'er seemed to have lost all her energy in an instant, staring blankly at Senior Brother Cheng's body not far away, completely unaware of the sword light that swept towards her.
Just when the sword light fell on Jiang Li'er's head, and was about to be chopped down in the next moment, a faint cold snort suddenly sounded in Jiang Li'er's ears. Immediately, the surrounding spiritual power surged crazily, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a picture.
Jiang Lier's head sank when he gently scooped up the small black palm prints on the car's chest, and his whole body was directly pulled by a strong force and retreated backwards.
"Where are you, rat? You're looking for death!"
Seeing this scene, the middle-aged man with blue eyes was furious. Without thinking, he controlled the black blade and slashed hard at the giant palm. However, before the blade fell, a thunderous sound sounded in the latter's ears.
,"act recklessly!"
At the same time as the voice fell, the middle-aged man with blue eyes felt his eyes blurred, and a bright light seemed to flash before his eyes. Immediately, a head was detached from his shoulders, and even his soul was shattered by a powerful force.
"Since fellow Taoist disciples are here, why rush to leave!"
At this moment, the Jindan Patriarch, whose eyes were slightly closed in the void, suddenly opened his eyes and glanced downwards, with a trace of interest in his eyes. As soon as he finished speaking, a fist shadow was mixed with the breathtaking tiger.
The roar roared downwards.
The power of the punch caused both the enemy and the enemy to retreat hurriedly. Some cultivators on both sides who could not dodge were turned into blood mist under the punch before they could react, and even screamed in agony.
None have ever been released.
"I have something to do today, I will visit you another day!"
A slightly old voice sounded, and at the same time, a huge hand that seemed to be the size of a car hood came out of the forest, silently meeting this extremely domineering punch, the fists and palms met, and the imaginary explosion was not heard.
When the sound was heard, the two seemed to blend together. On the giant palm, strands of black aura were wrapped around the fist formed by spiritual power like a spider web. However, in the blink of an eye, the power of the originally menacing spiritual power fist was greatly reduced.
Although the black palm print is strange, its power seems to be inferior to that of a punch. As the palm print disappears, the remaining power of the fist continues to sweep towards the depths of the forest. With the help of this back force, a shadow has appeared in just a few flashes.
Disappeared without a trace.
"A person of the devil's way? Could it be that the devil is also involved in this matter?"
looking at
In the direction where the shadow disappeared, the originally indifferent figure in the void murmured a few words, with no intention of pursuing him. He raised his head and looked into the void, then glanced downwards, and with a slight spit, a pale and slender finger bone came out of his mouth.
It spurted out and circled slightly in front of it for a few times, as if it had received some order and galloped towards the two parties fighting below.
However, within three breaths, with screams and screams, the originally even fight was over. Those cultivators in disheveled clothes were lying on the ground screaming in agony, and were seized by the Holy Demon Sect.
"Let's go, take these cultivators to Patriarch Biao!"
As he spoke, the figure flashed and turned into a stream of light and sped away.
In a mountain col very far away from the battlefield, Kong Laosan was sitting quietly cross-legged, with a bonfire burning in front of him. As he exhaled and inhaled from his nose and mouth, his spiritual power gathered and slowly merged into his limbs.
, I don’t know how long it took, as the breeze swept through the mountain col, Kong Laosan, who had his eyes closed, seemed to sense something, and he lightly blew out a breath of turbid air and looked towards the void.
Not long after, a dark shadow wrapped around Jiang Li'er came closer.
At this moment, Jiang Li'er's beautiful eyes were slightly closed, her face was as pale as paper, and she was curled up. She seemed to be suffering from great pain. Kong Laosan had not seen her for more than twenty years, and Kong Laosan could vaguely see what the person in front of him looked like when she was a child.
It's just that time flies by, perhaps because she has suffered some hardships in the past few years, Jiang Li'er, who is now in her prime, looks extremely haggard.
Kong Laosan sighed softly, "Let's go find some food and water."
As he spoke, he closed his eyes again.
After an unknown amount of time, Jiang Li'er seemed to feel a chill with her eyes closed. Blow by the breeze, she slowly opened her eyes and looked around, a trace of doubt flashing between her brows.
"you're awake!"
Just as Jiang Li'er was looking around, a soft voice suddenly came from the side. Hearing the voice, Jiang Li'er seemed to be suddenly startled. A trace of deep wariness flashed across her beautiful face, and her cold eyes looked towards
Look in the direction where the sound came from.
Their eyes met, but Kong Laosan seemed to have all kinds of feelings in his heart.
After experiencing the betrayal of his sisters and brothers, Kong Laosan saw with his own eyes that the girl in front of him locked himself in the room, crying alone in sadness, and the originally cheerful Zi became taciturn;
Kong Laosan himself couldn't remember how many nights he spent sitting in the Dharma Hall with the people in front of him.
She has become sensible and grown up, and the original innocent and bright child of the girl has disappeared. In the deserted forest outside the clan, Kong Laosan silently accompanied the girl through life, death and hardships.
For Jiang Li'er, Kong Laosan felt like a close relative.
For Kong Laosan, the life in the Poyun Sect was also his new life. At this moment, seeing the defensiveness, despair, and even a hint of death in the eyes of the person in front of him, Kong Laosan felt like a needle pricked his heart.
It was so painful that I couldn't breathe, and immediately there was an uncontrollable anger in my heart.
"Girl, don't be nervous. It's okay. No one can hurt you here. You need to rest first. There is some food and water here."
Kong Laosan said softly, sighed in his heart, and walked out of the col.
Hearing what Kong Laosan said, Jiang Li'er had a trace of doubt on her face, but the alertness on her face did not relax at all. She looked at some food and water in front of her and a brand new dress placed on the bluestone.
, and then looked at her tattered and disgraceful clothes, a hint of shame flashed across Jiang Lier's originally pale face.
After thinking about it, I didn't refuse Kong Laosan's kindness, but I still had some doubts in my heart.
Half an hour later, a reorganized Jiang Lier reappeared in front of Kong Laosan.
After some sorting, Jiang Lier's pale face looked much brighter than before. Although Jiang Li'er's spiritual energy was flowing around her at this moment, she was still extremely alert. However, Kong Laosan's eyesight could naturally tell that the person in front of him was at the end of his strength, and the spiritual energy in his body had already dried up.
, some of the previous injuries had not had time to be sorted out, and it seemed that some kind of secret method was used to forcefully maintain the current state.
"Who are you? I remember that the person who saved me was a senior. What is your relationship with that senior?"
Seeing that Kong Laosan was silent, Jiang Lier wrinkled slightly and asked directly. However, Kong Laosan did not respond to the other party at this moment. After thinking about it, he took out two exquisite wide-mouthed porcelain bottles, one green and one yellow, from his waist.
, "There are some healing holy medicines in the blue porcelain bottle. Take it as soon as possible. The pills in the yellow porcelain bottle can help you recover your spiritual power as soon as possible. Take it."
As soon as he finished speaking, he tossed the two porcelain bottles firmly into Jiang Li'er's hands.
But at this moment, Jiang Li'er just glanced at the porcelain bottle in her hand and no longer cared. She still stubbornly asked about Kong Laosan's origin. Seeing the stubbornness in the other person's eyebrows, Kong Laosan pursed his lips.
"I can be considered a disciple of the Po Yun Sect, but I have been traveling abroad in my early years and have not been back for decades. If you don't mind, could you tell me what happened to the Po Yun Sect? How did you end up living here?
And how is Elder Jiang?"
"What? Are you also a disciple of the Po Yun Sect? How is that possible? You didn't lie to me? How could there be anyone alive in the Po Yun Sect except me and Senior Brother Cheng?"
Hearing what Kong Laosan said, Jiang Li'er's face first flashed with disbelief, and then she spoke eagerly. Although her tone was puzzled, her expression still flashed with extreme joy and hope.
The alertness has subsided slightly.
Although he had expected it, Kong Laosan's heart trembled when he heard Jiang Li'er's last words, but his face didn't show it at all, "Of course I am a disciple of the Po Yun Sect. To be honest, I can still be regarded as your uncle."
, my surname is Kong, you can call me Uncle Kong and tell me what happened to the Poyun Sect?"