MTL - Using a Wok to Reorganize Life and Fly to Immortality-Chapter 67 Did you cook today?

Elder Hong Yun, he still doesn't know what he is about to face.

Sitting on the second floor, he could not hide his pleasure and began to think, if there were four Nascent Souls, how to arrange their layout in the body.

He even came up with the fourth sentence that Mu Daoist had not thought of just now.

"My Nascent Soul to the south represents all the monks in the southern border, punishing you, Rong Qianqiu, a shameless person!"

Wonderful.

Hong Yun is happy.

Mudao people enviously carried the quadruple baby and glanced at him.

Why didn't you think of it just now?

"If there is a fifth, I will represent your ancestors again and punish you for the future!"

Rong Qianqiu, who has been imprisoned by Qing Xuan: "???"

He's gone!

Rong Qianqiu is now sluggish, unable to lift a trace of spiritual energy, the lucky charm on his waist is completely burned out, leaving a pool of black ashes.

He looked at Mo Daoist in despair and admiration.

gritted her teeth, "Be careful... Mei Zhener, there is something wrong with her charm..."

After saying that, he fainted.

Mudao and the rest of the Nascent Soul looked at each other.

Now that Mei Zhener's realm has fallen to the golden elixir, there will be no major threat in the short term, but Tianshengzong's thin and dead camel is bigger than a horse, and it is very fast to cure her, so she has to be guarded.

Qing Xuan was awe-inspiring, and immediately squeezed out several green lights in his hand, hitting the air in an instant.

"Order of the Inspector's Hall! From now on, all my disciples in Nanxun are not allowed to take or wear Tianshengzong talismans. All magic weapons and medicinal pills from Tianshengzong are put on hold!"

Su Yu listened to it for a while, and nodded reassuringly.

"Then I'm going to do the dirty Baodan."

Hong Yun was startled.

What...

Wait, regret it now, is it too late! ?

Cultivation event.

At this moment, the two stone monuments are on the street of the rally, shining brightly.

【Shop Spirit Stone Ranking

1Nanxun School 1849***

2 Days Shengzong]

1Nanxun School

2 Days Shengzong]

In the last three days of the rally, Nanxun became the first in the rally with an overwhelming advantage.

How overwhelming?

Even this display stone tablet cannot write down Nanxun's complete spiritual stone income!

One-tenth of the ancient spiritual veins, two Shakyamun prophecies, plus the income of the second floor of Nanxun and the secret realm team, accumulated so many spiritual stones, even this one has been used for more than 50 years The display steles... are not displayed completely.

"Sister Su, she's a real fairy."

"Look at the stone tablet! The income of Tianshengzong's spiritual stones is also wrong."

"?"

Everyone looked at it.

See Tianshengzong's store revenue figures, which keep beating.

【2. Tianshengzong 60.49 million】

【4. Tianshengzong 19.54 million】

【8. Tianshengzong 9.13 million】

The number of spirit stones keeps falling.

Every time you beat, you will fall from the stele ranking.

It took a long time to stop—

[10. Tianshengzong - 1.02 million. 】

“???”

Frost opened his mouth.

Xue Ning's round eyes forgot to blink.

The disciples in the northern realm are all sluggish. For many years, they have participated in the southern realm cultivation event and personally participated in the competition of the top ten southern realms.

"Is it because you lost a tenth of an ancient spiritual vein?"

Everyone looks weird.

But it quickly became clear why.

"Wait a minute, how come the Tianshengzong Fortune Talisman I bought is broken! Can't it be used for at least 30 days?"

"Ah? God, mine burned too!"

"Me too! Damn ten thousand spirit stones! No, Tianshengzong must give me an explanation!"

"Didn't Miss Mei Zhener draw it by herself? Oh, her realm has fallen, and all the third- and fourth-grade talismans sold are invalid..."

The disciples in the north have awakened.

Soon rushed to the door of the Tianshengzong shop, and saw that there was already a sea of ​​people, all of them anxious monks who asked to withdraw the spirit stone.

"You shoddy talismans..."

"My brothers and I bought 18 copies in one go, and all of them were shattered. Retire the spirit stone, or Tianshengzong would never even think about opening a store in the north!"

"At least double the compensation, I was injured by a monster in the secret realm, all because of this talisman!"

Tianshengzong's turnover is instantly negative.

In the Tianshengzong store.

"Master, the young lady is in a coma, her realm has fallen to the golden elixir, all the luck charms made in the past have been lost, our Tianshengzong assembly ranking, this time..."

Li Yiming, who was holding the chessboard, lowered his head and sweated on his back.

A scholar projected into the Tianshengzong shop in front of him, with a Confucian temperament, is the head of Tianshengzong, Mei Youde.

He held the scroll in his hand and seemed to be flipping through it. He was defenseless, but his cultivation was extremely terrifying.

In the middle stage of Mahayana, it is said that he has comprehended a rule of heaven and earth, created his own domain world, and created his own magical powers in the world.

Going one step further, when he completely controls the rules of heaven and earth, he will be able to get rid of the mortal body and reach the state of transcendence and ascension.

Li Yiming has a Nascent Soul peak in front of him, life and death are only between the other party's thoughts.

Overwhelmed by the two great realms, there is no room for the Nascent Soul to struggle.

"Master, I'm useless!" Li Yiming was sweating profusely.

But soon I heard a humble voice, "Elder Li, please, it's not your problem. It's the little girl who is too aggressive this time. It's okay, just lose once. You go, I see The real situation."

Li Yiming breathed a sigh of relief and immediately left the lobby respectfully.

Mei Youde, who was wearing a robe in the projection, looked like a Confucian scholar. After he left, his humble complexion faded into darkness.

Open the book page by page.

He looked at Mei Zhener who was on the bed with his eyes closed and retreated to the early stage of Jindan, and sighed faintly.

"The backlash is so powerful."

Mei Zhener was unconscious, but the beads on her wrist were covered with gray mist.

A graceful figure gradually emerged.

"Virtuous, how, I never lied to you, right? If you don't find a vessel as an intermediary to absorb the backlash of air luck, now it's you who suffers."

The fog gradually solidified.

Where is the gray foggy old man Mei Zhener saw in the past, and the aged voice heard.

It turned out to be a charming, soft and boneless beautiful woman, and her voice was even more charming.

She admired the projection of Mei Youde's powerful body, "It's time for you to find a body for me too."

"Your daughter can't hold it anymore. Nanxun's power is rising, Tianshengzong is weak, and if you don't want to cut it off, she will soon be swallowed up by the Nanxun's luck that you absorbed in the past few years. Crippled, dying in a nightmare."

Mei Youde's bookish face showed a trace of reluctance.

"Your body is already looking for it. It's so easy to endure your power to transform into a god, but also to be in harmony with your soul? Don't worry, first find a way to save Zhen'er, or replace I...find the second vessel."

The gray fog woman said quietly, "I think that Mu Wanyuan is very suitable."

"Nanxun wants to transport the ancient spiritual veins back, and Mu Wanyuan, who is one step away from Mahayana, will definitely be moved, and he will definitely steal it. If he was not injured, grabbed the spiritual vein and killed everyone in Nanxun, that would be even better!"

The gray fog woman giggled.

"Virtuous, then you will be able to act for the sky, destroy this person, make Tianshengzong famous, and your luck will rise."

Mei Youde smiled lightly.

The pages of the book were turned in his hands.

Stop on a page and write a word.

[Transportation]

"Good."

He wrote a line of gold characters in the air with an ink-dyed pen.

"Wake up!"

The golden characters penetrated into Mei Zhen'er's body.

Mei Zhen'er's eyelashes trembled slightly, then she became awake, and when she saw the person projected in front of her, she whimpered for a moment.

"Daddy!"

"Nanxun Su Yu stole my luck... Dad, you have to help me, take revenge for me and get it back!"

Mei Youde was humble and gentle on her face, and patted her on the back, "Really, there is a certain order between heaven and earth, why should you force it? Listen to Dad, don't act rashly. Be sure to look after the people around you, Don't let them hinder Nanxun from returning home, lest the northern and southern borders mock my Tianshengzong."

Mei Zhen'er burst into tears, and a gleam of light flashed suddenly.

The last day of Nanxun store operation.

The second floor was overcrowded.

Su Yu's three amphora cauldrons, four soup pots and dozens of bamboo strips never stop.

Before they left, Bing Lingzong wanted to customize 100 waist protection pills and 300 silver silk ropes that could bind monsters.

Shuilingmen also customized 300 golden snail blind treasures, and also wanted to buy a double-layer tea stand for the magic weapon of birth.

In the last few days, there are more people who keep coming to seek fate, some are disappointed and some are successful.

Master Su's kitchen orders are endless.

Yu Dong's collection of spiritual stones made him feel hot, and the golden elixir of ingots in his body was a sign of baby formation on the last day.

The same goes for Hang Waner.

Yan Yan is also making progress because Feijian frequently cuts and mixes in the back kitchen, and Feijian serves dishes.

Nowadays, the comprehension of kendo has reached a new level, and the sword heart has also been sharpened to become more pure. He has been able to control more than 50 swords at the same time, and has also entered the late stage of Jindan.

Lu Yizhou played the piano for the guests every day, and saw several ice birds in the north, and his cultivation was also as good as Yan Yan.

Even Changqing Feiyu has recited a lot because of her welcome, and now she seems to be reborn.

In just 30 days, they all improved by three or four small realms compared to before they came to the North.

Mudao people are very pleased.

"Thanks to the second senior sister who let me practice without omission, I have today."

"Thanks to the second senior sister for letting me understand, my mind is my way."

"Thanks to the second senior sister for letting me serve snacks to the guests this time..." Yan Yan said respectfully.

"Thanks to Second Senior Sister..." Lu Yizhou followed.

Mu Daoist: "…"

Excuse me.

Su Yu is neither arrogant nor impetuous, very modest, "Thanks to Master for picking up everyone back then, otherwise there would be no today."

Mudao choked.

After a hundred years of cultivation, the best thing he did was to find out?

He is not unlucky, he is the son of heaven!

"Om-"

A bell and drum sounded, and the sky rang.

"This year's Southern Cultivation Festival is over."

Soon all the sects were floating from the street shops and secret realms.

Northern disciples raised their heads one after another.

The heads of the ten major sects in the south meet the monks in the north through the projection spar that the elders of each sect took out.

"Look, this is the head of Nanxun!"

"Nanxun is so powerful, so the head of the head is like this, I didn't notice it last year!"

He Tong, the head of Nanxun, never thought that one day he would receive so much attention from the North.

But soon, he turned his attention to the position of Tianshengzong.

The projection of the ten heads, the head of Tianshengzong Mei Youde is in the first place.

In the middle stage of Mahayana, his strength is one of the best among the leaders.

This year, he announced the ranking and award of the first place in Nanxun.

Mei Youde's aura of a scholar of Confucianism has long since returned to her basics.

He looked at everyone in Nanxun gently.

"The first place this year has returned to the Nanxun faction, congratulations."

"Tian Shengzong, as the first place last year, has already sent twelve God Transformation and Mahayana elders to **** the ancient spiritual veins here." Mei Youde smiled.

The north and the south have changed color.

Just to deliver the reward, they sent more than a dozen elders of the gods. That day, there were at least twenty or thirty of the gods and Mahayana who were in charge of Shengzong.

Tianshengzong is much stronger than them.

Nan Xun, He Tong, Qing Xuan and others didn't look good.

Mudao people instantly lost the joy of the four souls in their bodies.

In an instant, Mei Youde, who was in the projection, elegantly opened the scroll in her hand.

A sealed box filled with terrifying aura fell into Qing Xuan's hands under everyone's attention.

The rich aura is sealed in a box.

The phantom of half an ancient spiritual vein suddenly appeared behind Qing Xuan, and it was clearly visible within a hundred meters of light.

After three breaths, the mighty floating shadow slowly hides in this small square jade box.

Everyone was amazed.

"It's not a magic weapon, it's the head of Mei who understands the rules of space. This small box is a small world made by him."

"This is the strength of the middle stage of Mahayana..."

Everyone looks up.

There was a trace of fear on the faces of the heads of the North and South factions.

Mei Youde smiled, sweeping away the awe of everyone.

He has already seen the light red luck produced by a trace of admiration, returning to Mei Zhen'er's body.

But soon, this red fog was interrupted.

"Is this the ancient spiritual vein?"

"Good guy, Second Senior Sister, we really did it!"

"What is the ancient spirit vein, as long as the second sister wants it, it is estimated that the ancient secret palace can be brought back to Nanxun!"

The disciples of Nanxun were all around Su Yu.

Su Yu smiled and waved.

Gone.

"Senior sister of the ancient secret palace has never been there, how can I bring it back if I don't know?"

Qing Xuan's mouth twitched.

Co-authored, as long as she has seen the ancient secret palace, she really wants to bring it back to Nanxun?

When they were crying and laughing, they were surrounded by figures from the north.

"Sister Su, congratulations!"

"Master Su, the first place is well deserved!"

"The second floor of Nanxun, see you next year!"

"Fate, I will continue to look for it next year."

"Master Su, can you pre-order the blind treasure for the next year?"

Farewell soon, Nanxun is hot.

Before Tianshengzong Mei Youde's projection, the admiring crowd soon dwindled by more than half.

The masters of Mahayana are too far away from them.

But Master Su's magic weapon and medicine pill are right in front of them.

Mei Youde's humble and elegant face, the smile gradually solidified, turned her back, holding the book in both hands behind her, stepping on the page step by step, gradually disappearing.

Not many people in Nanxun pay attention to him.

But Yan Yan was shocked when he saw his back turned around.

Shoulders shaking gradually.

A bloodshot of hatred filled her eyes.

Yan Yan rattled his teeth.

"What's wrong?" Su Yu noticed his abnormality.

She couldn't help turning her head, followed his gaze, and looked at Mei Youde's back, which also attracted Qing Xuan's attention.

"Huh? There are sword wounds on Mahayana's hands. Who did it? " Hang Wan'er also saw it.

Qing Xuan glanced at it and shook his head, "That's not a sword mark."

"The Mahayana monk, the physical strength is extremely terrifying, as long as he is willing to repair the wound and change his appearance at any time. His index finger is cut by the pages of the book in his hand all the year round, and that book has no words with the Nanxun you have seen. The Book of Heaven is similar, but this is an eighth-grade magic weapon, and even when he flips through it in Mahayana, he is cut by the sharp pages of the eighth-grade book every day."

Yan Yan's scarlet eyes showed a hint of surprise.

Qing Xuan sighed, "The cuts between his fingers are much less than ten years ago. It seems that his cultivation has increased again."

Yan Yan clenched his fists slightly.

"How about it, Hong Yun, we have to leave in two days, and things will change later."

"How are you eating?"

Elder Zhang and Qingxuan sealed half of the spiritual veins, so they focused on how to bring them back.

Hong Yun looked ugly, "I still don't feel it."

Elder Zhang sighed.

Qing Xuan was a little worried.

"Today Mei Youde is 80% intentional, just give us the jade box directly, and let the spiritual veins reveal a strong spiritual energy, and the condensed phantom is estimated to be seen from a distance of a hundred meters."

Mudao paced.

The four Nascent Souls in the body are all thinking.

"Some high-level loose cultivators and evil cultivators in the north must have been disturbed."

The expressions of several elders are not very good.

Hong Yun was under a lot of pressure, and his face twitched a few times, "Then I'll try again."

The four Nascent Souls of Mu Daoren jumped out immediately.

"I'll beat the eggs for you..."

Speaking, a vortex-like high-speed rotating wind blade flew out between the four Nascent Soul's fingers, and beat the meringue that Ertuer's Dirty Baodan wanted to swell and become soft, but not coagulated. fall.

"No."

But Su Yu's beautiful voice quickly sounded from behind the bead curtain.

"Elder Hong is ineffective after taking it, most of which are not symptomatic."

"I am free today and have made a new Dan."

The four Nascent Souls of Mu Daoist were suddenly disappointed.

It's interesting to send meringue, no, it's a little bit better for him to understand the rules of wind.

Hong Yun heaved a sigh of relief.

Dirty Baodan, the sweetness and softness of the entrance, is really worth the aftertaste.

I tried to get rid of the dust, but I couldn't get rid of it. Finally, I used the Lingshui formula three times to clean it.

"It's been hard work, Junior Su," Hong Yun was grateful, "Then I'll try something new."

While speaking, everyone smelled a wave-like fragrance.

It seems to be only a high-end seafood, the taste of salty and fresh seawater drifted into the compartment where they were talking.

Su Yu turned around, holding a white porcelain disc with a hollow in the middle.

The circles of lines on the round porcelain also seem to indicate the relationship between this medicinal herb and the waves of the sea.

Hong Yun lifted the ban expectantly.

When I looked down, my old face twitched.

I saw a pool of jet-black things hovering in the white porcelain.

This dan has a soft and sinuous shape, but it seems to have been soaked in ink for three days and three nights. Even the bottom of the white porcelain was stained with thick ink.

Hong Yun was stunned.

Why can pills be so ugly?

Su Yu is holding it with both hands.

"I've been thinking about it for the past few days. The reason why the dirty baodan failed is because it was not dark enough."

Dirty bag cocoa color, itself is not black enough.

If you want to talk about the ultimate in the night, you have to talk about the production of this ink noodles.

When kneading this noodle, it is mixed with cuttlefish juice instead of water. Before it was formed, the dark color and the freshness of the seafood were kneaded into the strong structure of the noodles from the inside out.

When cooking noodles, she used shrimp head and cuttlefish broth.

Su Yu felt that this time he was very confident.

"Elder Hong, use it while it's hot."

Otherwise the noodles will be lumpy, and the fishy taste of the seafood will be revealed.

Hong Yun took a deep breath.

For the sake of Nanxun, for the sake of the ancient spiritual veins, his Hong Yun is dirty!

Immediately, he took three or four of the silver chopsticks that Su Yu handed him.

In an instant, the tip of the silver chopsticks turned black.

The extreme black and white impact made Hong Yun's hands tremble.

He is a habit of cleanliness all the year round, and has never carried writing ink with him for many years, let alone dyed it on his daily necessities.

On weekdays in Nanxun, Daotong grinds the ink for him.

Since he entered the Nascent Soul, he could at most write two words, and then he would stop.

Later, he spent more than ten years, devoted himself to the study of talismans, and created an original method of condensing his own spiritual energy on the fingertips and writing talismans, even cinnabar and magic brushes are not needed!

There is no chance of getting dirty.

But after so many years, he didn't expect to see this ink pill again today, which reminded him of the past of this original fingertip talisman.

Hong Yun put these two or three ink noodle pills into his mouth.

He instinctively sucked hard.

Suddenly, the ink from the end of the noodles hit his chin and splashed onto his red sleeves.

Shock!

This visual impact made him shake the sea of ​​consciousness!

This black, soft and smooth ink-colored juice splashed into his mouth, as if thousands of waves drowned him instantly.

He closed his eyes and seemed to be surrounded by the dark ink.

No, it's just wandering in this black color.

Help!

Hong Yun almost screamed for help.

Delicious joy is temptation, and extreme darkness is torture.

The two are extremely contradictory, but one after another, one wave after another seems to drown him.

Hong Yun opened his eyes.

Everyone saw his old face showing two hideous expressions of pain but joy.

He threw away the chopsticks in his hand, opened his mouth directly, inhaled all the ink pills in one mouthful, and chewed it.

The eyes are intoxicated and the corners of the mouth sink.

Everyone couldn't tell whether this pill was useful or useless.

His posture is too violent and unsightly.

Su Yu was a little afraid that he would choke, "Slow down."

"How's it going?"

Elder Zhang, who has been friends with Hong Yun for many years, couldn't help but ask questions.

Mu Daoren was holding a gourd in his hand, and his expression was a little worried.

The last time he took Puff Dan, the first Nascent Soul was about to burst.

Why doesn't Hong Yun react at all?

"It's all right, disciple," Daoist Mu immediately looked at Su Yu distressedly, and comforted him, "Elder Hong has stayed at the peak of Nascent Soul for many years, and his talisman is different from others. Create it yourself. It's useless if he takes it, it doesn't mean your pill is not good."

He was afraid that Su Yu would lose his confidence, and his depression would lead to demons.

"I used your pills for the teacher, and all four are for the teacher. This is not your problem, it is the problem of Elder Hong himself. Don't be afraid, everything has the master."

Su Yu was stunned.

No one said that to her for years.

It has long been a habit for her to support everything by herself.

Also—rarely misses.

Su Yu was a little bit cramped, a subtle feeling that he hadn't had for a long time, so Master Su didn't know how to deal with it.

Fortunately, Elder Hong returned to normal quickly, and glared at Daoist Mu, "Why is it my problem? It's really a talisman, which is more complicated than the rules of heaven and earth that you can understand the wind. ."

Fu Lu, mobilizing the power of heaven and earth, involves many rules.

He draws the attacking talisman, mobilizes the golden aura, and the defensive talisman mobilizes the earthly aura...

Manpower is not as good as it is, and it involves a wide range. It is best to choose one of the rules and ponder deeply.

Hong Yun also knew that he might not be able to cover everything before his life essence was exhausted.

He has already made up his mind to choose one, but he has not been sure which way to go.

It wasn't until he saw the vision of the heaven and earth of Xiao Su's nephew that he chose to take the road of hiding.

But for this rule, he used to cover a wide range of areas, and he was really not proficient.

Hey.

It is normal to not have an epiphany after taking the pill.

Hong Yun has observed it for a long time, but he has already discovered it.

"Sister Su," he said helplessly, "it's really not your problem, it's that I don't know enough about the origin of the hidden rules. Your pills often require the user to accumulate enough. Only then can you be awakened by your Dan Dao in a natural way, so as to obtain the approval and blessing of the rules of heaven and earth."

It's his own lack of heat.

Su Yu nodded, and she guessed that was the case.

Master Su did not create anything out of nothing.

But soon, he laughed out of Mu Daoist's mouth.

Then with a few puffs, Hang Wan'er and the other disciples glanced at Elder Hong Yun and hurriedly bowed their heads, shaking their shoulders.

"What?"

Hong Yun raised his eyebrows.

"What's wrong with me?"

Immediately he dotted the symbol into water, and reflected himself against a pool of clear water.

Soon froze.

I saw that his beard was a little black.

The open mouth just now, the teeth in the mouth are even more smudged with ink, it is black, and the tongue coating can't see the original color.

Hong Yun:

He immediately took out his handkerchief and wiped his beard hard, but he couldn't wipe it off.

Hong Yun’s sea of ​​consciousness was tumbling, and his heart was anxious.

"Teacher, your ink pill today is too powerful...haha..."

Mu Daoist finally couldn't help laughing.

But halfway through the laugh, she stopped.

See Hong Yun's trick.

A steady stream of dazzling white light fell on his mouth, beard, and red robe.

After a while, Mu Daoren realized that this is pure spiritual energy!

White light, as bright as day, dispels all darkness at night.

Clear and pure as if to remove all contamination.

In an instant, the Nascent Soul jumped out of Hong Yun's body, and his breath kept rising.

A steady stream of light was drawn into his body.

The Nascent Soul in his body is different from those of Daoist Mu and Luoyu. It is holding the talisman in one hand and an obvious finger in the other.

Everyone can see at a glance that it is a dust removal formula.

"Elder Hong's Nascent Soul has been running the dust removal technique?"

Hang Wan'er was surprised.

His Nascent Soul was almost spotless, except for the talisman wrapped around him, the rest was extremely neat.

At this moment, a steady stream of dazzling white light pours in.

In an instant, Nascent Soul lit up like the sun.

Jindan disciples with low cultivation base could not help shedding tears.

Su Yu couldn't bear to look directly, a big incandescent lamp.

And its wattage is still rising, one by one bulbs in an instant, no, one by one, the bright Nascent Soul shines.

Hong Yun opened his eyes, and the red robe on his body instantly turned into a gleaming silver robe.

"I got it."

"It turns out that the ink pill given by the nephew Xiaosu is to let the old man find that ray of clean brilliance in the endless darkness."

Su Yumei jumped down.

Hong Yun was enlightened and grateful, regardless of his seniority, he bowed to Su Yu,

"Thank you, Xiaosu, for waking me up."

He has been obsessed with cleanliness for many years, and he has sacrificed part of his spiritual power to maintain his cleanliness over and over again.

Even stagnate and study the cleanest way to draw talismans.

At this moment, he realized.

The opposite of filth is his Tao, which is in harmony with himself!

This realization, like drinking water, naturally condensed four polar yang primordial infants.

There is one yin and one yang between heaven and earth.

The weather is light and clear as yang, and the earth is turbid as yin.

His way is the sun of the sun.

Back kitchen lighting, yes.

Master Su looked at the four high-bright incandescent lamp-like Nascent Souls with complicated expressions.

But there is one sentence, I don't know what to say.

Then how did they hide half of the spiritual veins?

Master Su has a big head.

I didn't expect Elder Hong Yun's cleanliness to be so powerful.

The next day.

In the reluctance of the disciples in the north, Nan Xun finally boarded the boat when they came.

Su Yu waved to Wei Shuang and Xu Ning with a smile.

"Goodbye."

There was a trace of loss in the eyes of Wei Shuang and Xuening, but they quickly showed slyness, "Okay, Sister Su, fate will definitely come soon."

They watched the boat leave.

Not long after, the boat was moving fast and gradually disappeared from their sight.

Follow, when the night sky falls, there will be scattered cultivators ready to start secretly.

But suddenly, a dazzling light like daylight hit him.

This light reaches almost all directions, spreading like a sun wheel.

Immediately exposed his evil deeds to the sun.

Loose repair: "??"

The monks in the north passing by, and the flying boats of other southern sects all the way to the south, all flew quickly.

"The night is like day, is this a treasure from heaven and earth?"

"Go and see! Lingbao is born, and those who see it have a share!"

In an instant, everyone appeared in front of the boat in the middle of the day.

The Loose Cultivator who was going to make a sneak attack instantly attracted attention: "...!"

Excuse me.

He wants to go.