Chapter 31 The First Disciple
Xuanying's shout really shocked Yang Huang. In my impression, Xuanying has never been so frustrated. Without waiting for Yang Huang to ask, Xuanying suddenly calmed down and showed a puzzled expression: "It's strange. Why is there still a trace of magic power in this magic spirit? Is there a fallen artifact or a skeleton of God near here?"
"What the hell is going on!" Yang Huang saw that Xuanying's breath finally calmed down and asked. From Xuanying's tone alone, Yang Huang could feel that this so-called magic was not something he could resist at all, otherwise Xuanying would not have been afraid to this extent!
"Wow!" Hearing Yang Huang's inquiry, Xuanying often breathed a sigh of relief before saying, "Magic gas is a breath that permeates from nothingness when the universe is about to be destroyed. This breath, mortals without cultivation can't resist it at all, and they will directly corrode all the flesh and blood and become the nourishment of magic gas. Even you can only stay in the magic for two or three hours. If you stay longer, you will lose your mind and eventually become a demon slave who has no consciousness and only knows how to kill.
Xuanying said and was silent for a while: "But the magic here is too strange. If there is nothing wrong with my memory, there are still tens of thousands of years before the destruction of this universe. Why does the magic spirit appear now? This is really incredible. I have to understand my memory well before I can come to a conclusion. Now you and your fellows should leave the village quickly and retreat ten miles away to be preserved. If you continue to stay here, even if you don't become a demon slave, your cultivation will be greatly reduced, and there will be no possibility of refinement for the rest of your life!" After saying that, Xuanying continued, "All the civilians here are stained with magic. The melting of flesh and blood is only a matter of time. There is no need for rescue!"
Yang Huang heard the urgent tone in Xuanying's mouth. He and Xuanying were one and related. Naturally, he would not worry that Xuanying was framed him. Now Xuanying has fallen into a deep sleep again and begins to understand her memory. She wants to find the reason for the outbreak of magic here. If the catastrophe is really ahead of schedule, they will start to consider other ways to quickly improve their cultivation.
Although the immortal seed is immortal, Xuanying is not. He is just a spirit born from the immortal seed, and he will also be wiped out when the catastrophe of the destruction of the universe comes. Immortal seeds will give birth to new artifacts and find new masters in the new era, but that is another myth that has nothing to do with him.
However, at this time, if you suddenly stop these three people and tell them that there is magic here and let them run away quickly, I'm afraid that these three people will not believe in themselves, but will laugh and despise themselves! Yang Huang's heart flashed many thoughts in an instant, and suddenly his eyes lit up and immediately said, "Three, wait!"
"Hmm?" Fatty Zhou controlled the soul bell and always paid attention to everything around him to prevent any accidents. At this time, Yang Huang shouted and immediately scared him: "What's the matter, Yang Huang, what did you find?"
Yang Huang's face revealed panic: "I just got a message from Xiang Han and asked us to leave this place quickly. Don't hesitate, everyone, come with me quickly!" After saying that, Yang Huang did not explain and turned his head and walked out of the town.
"This..." Feng Xiang was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment. He couldn't help looking at Fatty Zhou!
Zhou Pangzi also stunned Yang Huang's sudden move. Seeing that Yang Huang had hurried out of the distance, he gritted his teeth: "We know Sister Xianghan's means and made no attempt. I'm afraid she got some important news in the mountain gate, so she informed Yang Huang by secret methods and let him Run away quickly!"
Zhao Bai also nodded: "Indeed, after all, although Yang Huang's cultivation is not high, he is the fiance of Sister Xianghan. Sister Xianghan naturally wants to protect him everywhere. Don't hesitate. Let's go!"
The three paid their attention and quickly followed Yang Huang's god and ran out of the village. All three of them are cultivated people. It took less than half an hour to run ten miles away with Yang Huang. As for why they have left the town, but still have to run so far without stopping, the three of them are naturally not in the mood to ask again, just as Xianghan's explanation.
Seeing that he had run ten miles away, Yang Huang looked around for a week and immediately waited for a high hillside. This position could see everything in the town clearly from afar.
The three ran to Yang Huang with a puzzled face. Feng Xiang was just about to open his mouth to ask, but he only heard the sound of the sound bursting that had cut through the air. The four looked up. Above the sky, more than a dozen people in red flame totem robes were coming through the air.
"The direct disciple of our mountain gate!" Feng Xiang recognized it at a glance: "They are wearing the Taoist robes of their direct disciples, but they don't know which deputy's door they belong to!"
At this time, the dozens of tall figures also seemed to have found Yang Huang and others. After a pause, they fell in front of Yang Huang and the next moment. There were eight men and three women, a total of eleven people. Even if Yang Huang has just started, he knows that eleven direct disciples appear at the same time, which is definitely a rare scene in recent years.
These dozens of people are unruly and invincible. Although they fell in front of Yang Huang and others, their eyelids were slightly closed, and it seemed that they were not even interested in looking at Yang Huang and others.
The leading teenager smiled at Yang Huang and the others: "You are the disciples of the sect, haven't you been to the town? How is the situation now!"
"Brother Hui, we have indeed been there!" Fengxiang, the highest of the four people, hurried out and bowed to the people: "Now most of the people in the town have died, and all of them are melted flesh and blood. There is really nothing we can do, so..."
"So you ran away?" Before Feng Xiang finished speaking, a sharp voice sounded. The speaker had a long and narrow horse face, and his mouth did not move as if it was squeezed out of his throat. There was a feeling of being pricked by a needle in the bones of the listener. Yang Huang could probably guess that the speaker should have used some kind of sound skill to punish and tease them!
"This kind of person is really insulting our family tradition, and now the recruitment of disciples is really becoming more and more childlike." One of the three women came out. The woman was charming, like an enchanting flame. Her body moved slightly and was reborn. She said, but her body did not stop. Unexpectedly, she walked straight to Yang Huang and stretched out her finger to gently pick up Yang Huang's chin.
Yang Huang only felt a fiery nose mixed with a dreamy fragrance slowly sprayed on his face, and suddenly his consciousness became a little blurred.
"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the concube of Xianghan." The girl's other hand gently rubbed Yang Huang's face: "The appearance is still Zhou Zheng. No wonder she can be looked down upon by Xianghan. But guess what expression she would have if she knew her man and was filled by me!"
"Okay!" The leader couldn't help frowning when he saw this situation, and his tone showed anger: "They are just ordinary outside disciples. This situation is really not what they can deal with. Don't embarrass them anymore. Let's go to the town first!"
"Oh, Wang Changshu, as direct disciples, teaching a few foreign disciples can also make you angry?" The enchanting woman let go of Yang Huang and turned her head to look at the leader: "I don't think it's because they are Yunyan. You are openly biased! However, I heard that you also like Xianghan. Now a fiance suddenly appeared, aren't you jealous?
Wang Changshu's face changed slightly, but he immediately returned to normal and sneered: "My fair lady, you are so nice! So what if he is Xianghan's fiance? You don't have to provoke, because sooner or later I will compete fairly with him, but it won't be now. I have entered the realm of yin and yang, but he has not even condensed the firemark. I will never attack him. It's your charm! I heard that the person who had an affair with you in the sect is countless, but why is there no man who stands up and admits that it is your man, disdainful or unbearable?