There was silence on the barren mountain, and soon everyone's eyes couldn't help but look at the white-haired old woman with a purple complexion on the other side of the mountain.
"Feng Wushuang, you are so bold!"
The sound of angry scolding swept across and the strong wind suddenly rose, smashing large pieces of grass and trees, and flying sand and sand.
"How dare you insult me?!"
The white-haired old woman was furious.
What is her identity?
Although her status in the church is inferior to that of the nine elders, she is one of the old mother's close attendants and has a transcendent status.
In these decades, has anyone dared to be so presumptuous in front of her?
Facing the white-haired old woman's rage, Feng Wushuang remained calm and calm:
"I'm really humiliated."
boom!
The mountain forest trembled, and its body had already risen from the ground, breaking through the howling wind and crossing the mountain stream.
In just a moment, the sky was filled with ink, and the extremely powerful black Qi was like a river bursting its banks, sending up large amounts of smoke and dust.
boom!
Thunderbolts exploded in the sky, and the old woman's shriveled body suddenly swelled up. The terrifying muffled sound of muscles and bones was really like muffled thunder.
Following his movements, the burning blood energy mixed with the howling wind, melting the snow in the mountains and forests, revealing his terrifying physical strength.
The secret technique she practices is the Golden Body Old Mother's Essence Technique, which is known as the number one among the nine secret techniques of Liansheng Sect.
This sect's secret technique is so perfect that the body is like gold and iron, not afraid of water, fire, swords, and can withstand 99% of the swords in the world.
Although she has not yet achieved great success, she is already extremely powerful and can be expected.
This sudden explosion was like the legendary old demon tearing off the covering of human skin, revealing its ferocious fangs that devoured all living beings.
"Sister!"
On the barren mountain, sand and rocks were flying, and the squeezed air flow blew their clothes and hair like the wind. Everyone's expressions were tensed, and their swords were unsheathed.
"Ha~"
Feng Wushuang didn't take it seriously. Her hands were empty, and she kept flapping her palms with her only folding fan. She smiled calmly and calmly:
"Old guy, he's quite fierce!"
"Senior sister?!"
The girl in pink turned pale.
She was about to speak when the purple clothes turned up in front of her eyes. Feng Wushuang took a step forward and unfolded the closed paper fan.
"The ninth-level Golden Body Art does have the power to dominate. It's a pity..."
The howling wind blew Feng Wushuang's long hair at the temples, but her expression did not change much. She just pushed the erected folding fan outward:
"Unfortunately, times have changed!"
Buzz!
In the void, little ripples blew by, as light as the spring breeze, without any edge or any aggressiveness.
"Walking wind and rain?"
Seeing this scene, the blushing old woman couldn't help but sneered. She raised her arm with black veins sprouting like a python entangled, and hit Feng Wushuang with a heavy hammer:
"Are you fanning me?! Hahaha..."
call!
In less than a moment, the ripples blew by. As expected, the little breeze was shattered by her blow. However, her pupils shrank in an instant!
Buzz!
Time seems to have undergone strange changes at this moment.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the white-haired old woman retracted her fist against the odds, and the violent Zhen Gang blood energy and surging Zhen Qi were dissipating.
"Walking wind and rain?"
The paper fan that was re-closed broke the strong wind in front of him in an instant, like a steel whip. With just one blow, it broke Yan Hong's half-collapsed Heng Lian and knocked him to the ground:
"No, my magical power is called 'Returning Wind and Returning Fire'. As the name suggests, it can blow the ignited flames back to before they were ignited..."
boom!
The barren mountains were shaken violently, and smoke and dust were flying.
In the dust, everyone was stunned, never expecting that the battle would end so quickly.
"Feng Wushuang, you!"
Yan Hong coughed up blood, but her eyes were full of shock and anger: "How dare you deceive my mother?!"
"I was really deceived!"
Feng Wushuang leaned down and hit her head with a paper fan:
"Actually, in the past twenty years, there hasn't been a day when I haven't annoyed you old guys! How do you manage to be strict with others and lenient with yourself?!"
Bang bang bang~
The folding fan slapped my face, but there was no pain, but blood was dripping from Yan Hong's eyes:
"How dare you do the following?!"
"It's natural for you to ask Ying Li'er to take the Jie Tai Wan, but I just mentioned it to you to insult you?
You just have to treat us like fools and deceive us for more than twenty years. If I hide something that I don't want to say, is it deception?
You've unleashed your Golden Body Technique, and it looks like you're going to beat me to death. Can't I fight back?"
The delicate boots stepped on the long gray hair into the cold and hard mountainous terrain, Feng Wushuang snorted coldly:
"I really did it! If you have the ability, why don't you get up and bite me?!"
"You mean maid! You mean maid!"
In the mud, Yan Hong was furious with shame and anger. She shouldn't have been so miserable, but she never expected that Feng Wushuang would dare to deceive her mother and lie about her supernatural powers!
That’s my mother!
How dare she, how dare she!
boom!
Like a heavy hammer striking a drum, he kicked the filthy old woman until she coughed up blood.
"You probably have something that the old witch gave you to save your life, so you want to provoke me to kill you? Do you think everyone is as stupid as you?"
Feng Wushuang simply locked up her blood and vitality, locked her entrance, and cut off her limbs and bones.
"Bitch, cheap maid!"
The old woman was filled with resentment.
"Old godmother! I pulled out your tongue!"
At this time, all the women who were extremely shocked finally woke up and expressed their stance one after another.
"Rebellion, rebellion!"
The white-haired old woman was so angry that she vomited blood. There were many women in this group who were more venomous than her. They were afraid to speak because of her lustful power.
At this time, he beat the drowned dog as hard as he could, almost driving her to death.
"If my mother finds out, you will all suffer the cruelest punishment in the world!"
"It's a pity that she won't know."
Seeing the fear on other people's faces, Feng Wushuang couldn't help shaking her head and laughing:
"Old guy, why do you think I started to attack in the fairyland? It's actually because her eyes can't see this isolated place!"
"impossible!"
The old woman’s eyes are splitting:
"Grandma has great supernatural powers and boundless magic power. Under the eyes of the law, there is no escape in the world. If you don't kneel down and admit your mistake, you will be humiliated and die!"
"Actually, this is not the first time I have entered the fairyland in recent years, and you are not the first housekeeper I have killed..."
The angry scolding stopped suddenly, and fear flashed in Yan Hong's eyes:
"you……"
"Every time I enter the fantasy world, I am the only one who comes back. Why do you think that is? I am really a lone star in the universe?"
Feng Wushuang covered her face with a fan, her eyes half-curved, like the moon:
"Old guy, times have changed! What can defeat the enemy is not only martial arts, Taoism, but also magical powers!"
The cold wind blew by, closing the mouth of the crimson red old woman, and also blowing the purple clothes. Feng Wushuang stood against the wind, like a fairy walking out of a painting.
All the masters of Liansheng Cult looked frightened and worried:
"Senior sister? What should we do next? Damn, this old woman has brought many experts. If the news is leaked..."
"How to do it? Whatever they do, we will do it! As for leaking the information, can they still go to heaven?"
Feng Wushuang threw the pregnancy pill to the girl in pink and smiled:
"The General Manager has put herself in danger and is willing to secretly marry her, how can we not help her?!
Don't tell me, I'm really curious about what kind of 'ghost fetus' our chief manager can breed with his earth-shattering wealth of essence and blood!"
"Feng Wushuang!"
Not long after, screams of extreme fright and rage spread throughout the mountains and fields.
A crisp voice replied:
"Don't be loud, you can hear me!"
…
…
The fairyland is an extremely strange place.
This is true even for Lu Qingting who comes from a large sect.
Not only does the time inside and outside the illusion seem to be out of sync, but also everything in it is lifelike, with no trace of falsehood at all.
Even eating, drinking, and eating are just like the outside world, no different.
It seems that this is not an illusion, but that I have actually traveled through time and arrived more than a thousand years ago.
"call!"
When the morning sun rises, you can see the purple atmosphere outside, making you feel like a fairyland for a while.
Before the sun rises every day in Xuankong Mountain, the morning class of breathing in purple energy and refining pure yang begins at this time.
"Alas~"
Seeing the "ancestors" dispersed, Lu Qingting, who had spent more than half a year before becoming a nominal disciple again, let out a long sigh.
In a flash, it had been half a year since he came to this fairyland. During this time, a fierce quarrel broke out between the senior sister and the younger brother. In the end, Gu Qingyi walked away without any news.
He was left alone, waiting for the 'Yang Daxia' who had not seen anyone in seclusion for more than half a year.
"Lu Qingting!"
At this time, a voice came.
"Master-uncle!"
Lu Qingting bowed respectfully, and the person calling him was none other than Mr. Lin Er, the current leader.
"The Patriarch came out of seclusion and wants to see you."
"Finally out of seclusion!"
After hearing these words, the big rock that Lu Qingting was hanging finally fell to the ground.
There is a limit to the existence time of the Immortal and Demonic Illusion. The time for this Immortal and Demonic Illusion to exist should be when the Patriarch ascended to the Martial Saint position and discovered the remaining pages of the Book of the Underworld.
In the past half year, he was really suffering, but he gritted his teeth and stayed in Xuankong Mountain. He knew very well that the existence of this fairyland of immortals and demons lay with his ancestor.
"Prepare your appearance and then go see the Patriarch."
Mr. Lin Er said something serious, said something casually, turned around and left.
"yes……"
Lu Qingting smiled bitterly.
For more than a thousand years on Xuankong Mountain, there is only one person who does not pay attention to appearance. To a large extent, it is because of this second-generation patriarch.
After adjusting his clothes, Lu Qingting was about to leave when he suddenly heard a noise coming from the mountain road, and his heart moved involuntarily.
Xuankong Mountain has not yet opened its gates, and there is no altar to offer incense, so in half a year, he has not seen any outsiders come to worship at the mountain.
"Old lady, Xuankong Mountain is not incense-free, so please come back..."
The youthful little road boy who welcomes guests stops the people who are going up the mountain.
Lu Qingting glanced around and was startled. The person who came up the mountain was an old woman with gray hair. She looked like rotten wood and was aging.
However, what is horrifying is that this old woman who looks like she is dying actually has a big belly?!
Pregnant with Liujia?
still?!
"Something's wrong..."
Thoughts flashed through Lu Qingting's mind.
The old woman's qi and blood were a bit weaker than those of ordinary people, and she had no inner qi. The fluctuations of her true qi clearly meant that she had no martial arts skills.
But this is Hanging Mountain!
Thousands of feet high, there is snow all year round, the wind is bone-chilling, and the mountain road is rugged and difficult to navigate, making it impossible for even a strong man to climb up the mountain.
This old woman looks to be in her seventies, with a thin figure that can be blown away by the wind, and a big belly. How could it be possible that she only has a hanging mountain on her body?
Moreover, it was still early in the morning...
The little Taoist boys obviously saw something, and seeing that they could not persuade her to return, they prepared to tap her acupoints first and send her down the mountain.
Lu Qingting reached the mountain road at the right time, looked at the old woman with surprise, cupped his hands and said:
"Old madam, the gate of Xuankong Mountain is not open, and there is no incense at the altar. What are you here for?"
"The old woman is here..."
The old woman slowly raised her head, her face pale and blue, and she grinned:
"I'm looking for that sloppy Zhang to deliver the baby!"
Good night everyone, go to bed, go to bed. Get up early tomorrow...