Chapter 40 Flying Spirits Comes, Enemies Comes to the Door (Chapter 4)

After signing the blood curse with Hong Jingtao, he called Hong Qiaoyan in.

Hong Qiaoyan entered the room obediently, first took a look at Bai Lian, and then said gently, "I don't know what father calls his daughter?" Looking at Hong Jingtao's smile, she vaguely realized that there seemed to be something big about her.

"Daughter, this fairy master is the national teacher of Dongsheng Datang. You also know your importance to my Hong family. Now the national master road passes through Langyu Kingdom, which is the fate of my Hong family. If you can enter the immortal master's eyes, it is also the blessing of the Hong family. When the immortal master leaves, you can go back to the Tang Dynasty with him..." Hong Jingtao said with a faint smile.

Hong Qiaoyan's expression was a little stunned, and then she came to her senses and looked slightly happy. Although she was the blood of the witch clan, it was also a great opportunity to cultivate immortals and Taoism.

"The fairy master still has to stay here for a few days. You can prepare first so that you can leave with him." Hong Jingtao coughed and still looked very weak.

"Yes, Dad." Hong Qiaoyan's excited expression restrained a lot. It was inevitable that she would be reluctant to leave her home when she was a child. I don't know how many years it will take for her to come back.

After the explanation, Hong Jingtao asked his daughter to retreat.

Then, Bai Lian asked him about some witch affairs. Since Hong Qiaoyan entered the house, he has been closing his eyes and resting without saying a word.

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Tianling Mountain is located a hundred miles away from Langyu Kingdom. At this time, there was a man walking fast on the ground. His feet were not touching the ground and he walked on the ground a few times. He had already flashed thousands of kilometers away. The speed was not fast. However, although the man looks handsome, his face is gloomy, and he can faintly see a footprint from his face...

This man was kicked in the face by Bai Lian and lost his face in front of Hong Qiaoyan.

At this time, he was rushing to the teacher's door. At the thought of Bai Lian's appearance, Huang Ming hated it. He and Hong Qiaoyan have been childhood sweethearts. They have known each other since childhood, but when he was young, they were taken by their masters and taken as fairy children. They did not go down the mountain until not long ago. Unexpectedly, after more than ten years, Hong Qiaoyan was already graceful and generous. This couldn't help but make him think that he wanted to be a live-in son-in-law. If he wanted to be an immortal, and if there was a master to make the decision, it would be difficult for him to refuse. However, I didn't expect this stubble halfway...

Huang Ming originally wanted to ask his master to go down the mountain to cure Hong Jingtao, so he proposed marriage to the Hong family. This is good, and it's all messed up by Bai Lian...

Full of resentment, he looked at a mountain separated by the river in front of him. Huang Ming's toes were a little, and his figure disappeared into the clouds after a few flashes in the air.

"Oh, Huang Ming, haven't you just come out of the mountain? Why are you back?" For a long time, when he arrived at the mountain gate, a son of the mountain looked at his appearance and said in surprise.

"Can the master preach?" Huang Ming did not answer him and asked directly.

"Well, Master hasn't been closed for meditation recently. What's wrong? Is it possible..." The man first responded with a relaxed face, and then saw his unkind look. He realized that something might have happened outside and couldn't help asking.

However, Huang Ming ignored him at all and went straight along the rugged mountain road to the palace on the top of the mountain.

At the top of Tianling Mountain, there are several halls, and there is an open space in front of the hall. There are thousands of futons in the open space, all of whom are monk disciples who worship under the door of this place.

At this time, there was a man sitting on the high platform, and there were two high bronze incense burners on both sides of him. His lips trembled slightly, and mysterious scriptures kept spitting out from his mouth, and the disciples under him listened attentively, lest they would miss a word.

The clouds and smoke rising from the incense burner are like strips of ribbons, always around the Taoist, making it full of a sense of etherealness and adding a trace of mystery.

Huang Ming went to the top of the mountain and saw that the master was preaching, and it was not easy to disturb him, so he went straight to find a place to sit down, but he still hated Bai Lian.

The Taoist opened his eyes slightly, looked at Huang Ming with an unpleaish look, and then closed it again. After a while, after reciting the scriptures, a group of disciples immediately became enlightened.

"You come into the hall with me." The Taoist figure disappeared from the high platform, and the master's voice sounded in Huang Ming's ears not far away. He thought that the Taoist's intention to him had been calculated.

"What's the matter with you coming back to me?" In the hall, the Taoist sat on the purple gold futon, turned his back to Huang Ming and said lightly.

"Please ask the master to make the decision for the disciples." Hearing his question, Huang Ming quickly knelt down and shouted unjustly.

"Take your time." The Taoist sighed.

"Yes, a few days ago, after my disciple went down the mountain, he went straight back to Langyu. He thought that he had seen his parents who had not been masked for more than ten years, and after seeing his parents' health, he was much more comfortable. However, when I was a child, my family made a baby marriage with the Hong family, and the happy girl of the Hong family was Hong Qiaoyan. Unexpectedly, today, a villain came to Langyu's country, coveting the beauty of Hong Qiaoyan. The disciple was furious when he saw the situation, but he was not his opponent at all..." Huang Ming was eloquent and vinegared, and all his sins were left on Bai Lian.

"Can you say my name?" The man was motionless, and even his tone was very calm.

"I said..." Huang Ming's face was a little hesitant.

"It doesn't matter if you say it."

"The disciple said the name of the master, and the villain not only did not know it, but also shouted that the master was nothing but a cloud ant in his eyes, saying that he wanted to hit Feiling Mountain and set off the Taoist temple..." Huang Ming's heart was secretly fierce and gritted his teeth and said that since he was at odd with Bai Lian, he naturally did everything possible to anger the master's anger, so that Bai Lian would die. The place of burial.

"Alas..." Huang Ming was still talking, but the Taoist had turned around and looked at him, "You evil man, you have the ability to reverse right and wrong."

Huang Ming was shocked and knew that the other party had seen through his lies. He couldn't help but be frightened and kept worshipping on the ground. "Disciples know the crime, disciples know the crime."

"Your fate with my master and apprentice is not broken. For the sake of your filial piety since childhood, I will go with you." The Taoist stared at Huang Ming, who was in panic, and sighed faintly, "When this matter is revealed, you will go to the back mountain to guard the jade for ten years."

Huang Ming's expression stagnated and immediately answered, "Disciples obey."

Then, under the leadership of Huang Ming, the two soared clouds and flew to Langyu Country, but a hundred miles away, they arrived in the blink of an eye. The man turned into a mortal and ran to the Hong family with Huang Ming.

Thinking about it, I have felt where Bai Lian is.

Bai Lian, who was tasting the fragrance of tea in the Hongfu hall, also noticed that someone was looking for him. With a sneer, he got up and ran out of the house.

A little, when I arrived outside the house, I saw Huang Ming standing with a simple old man. The old man had no fairy spirit, and it seemed that there was no immortality in him. Taoism had been cultivated to the peak of refining gods and returning to virtuality, and there was a qi in his body...

"It's a powerful person." Bai Lian thought that this man should be Huang Ming's master. He really didn't expect that this man's Taoism was higher than him.

"Taoist friends are polite." The old man bowed slightly to Bai Lian, "I don't know where my friends come from." When I asked this question, I obviously wanted to find out Bai Lian's details first.

"Come from the east and go from the west." Bai Lian smiled faintly.

After hearing this, the old man was very sure that Dongsheng Shenzhou was the weakest among the four continents. The three religions and other sects were not here, but mostly the survival of some demons. The old man thought that even if the person in front of him had something*, he could not compare with himself.

"My Taoist friends are also people with profound Taoism. Why do they bully my juniors for no reason?" Thinking that Bai Lian* is not big, the Taoist tone also cooled down.

"It's useless to say more. You will know when you pass by." Since the other party came to look for a scene, Bai Lian did not flinch, just to try the power of Luo Hu's inheritance.

Huang Ming saw Bai Lian's crazy face and sneered in his heart, "Wait for me to pull your soul out and see how arrogant you are." He knows the strength of the master. Even the third prince Nezha, who is now the first combat force in the heavenly court, is also respectful when he sees the Taoist, not to mention Bai Lian, such an unknown person.

"Please." The old man bowed slightly, and his body gradually faded. He flashed into the sky, which was shocked by the secular world. He and Bai Lian could only fight on the clouds and fog.

Bai Lian was not afraid of him. With a sneer, he flew up and stood opposite him.

The people in Hong Mansion also felt strange. looking at the clear sky, Hong Jingtao was a little worried about Bai Lian. Hong Qiaoyan had told him all about Huang Ming. Huang Ming's master was also a figure in Xiniu Hezhou. Ordinary people had to be courteous. Although he felt that Bai Lian was not an ordinary person, he I still sweated a lot for him.

"Dad, the fairy master should be able to win." Hong Qiaoyan was also very worried. She bit her red lips and stared at the scorching sun and clear sky. Ordinary people can't see Bai Lian above the nine heavens, but she has the bloodline of the awakening of the ancestral witch, and her innate body is extraordinary, and she can faintly see the process of the two men's fight.

Although Bai Lian's strength is not clear, Hong Jingtao believes that Bai Lian should be more powerful than the one in Feiling Mountain...

"Maybe." Hong Jingtao sighed and hesitated.

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Wo!

In the sky, the old man stretched out his palm, became dozens of feet in size, and grabbed Bai Lian. The latter sneered, waved Qingyu's sword and stabbed the other party's palm one after another.

A little red burst into the palm of the old man's hand.

The old man gave up, but this time he raised the dust. The dusty silver silk moved with the wind in the air and turned into a needle to fly down. Bai Lian flashed in time and dodged, but the clouds and fog under him were pierced thousands of holes.

Bai Lian raised his long sword, drew several half-moon-shaped sword lights from the bottom to the top, split the old man, and cut off many silver wires.

The old man immediately shook his sleeve robe and saw that the wide sleeve was like a dark bottomless hole, and directly put the sword light in. Although it seemed to be sound, the original intact long sleeves also broke a few holes.

"The universe in the sleeve?!" Bai Lian's pupils shrank and remembered a well-known magic power in the flood. After sensing it again, he was sure that the other party's magic was not Zhen Yuanzi's unique skill, but relatively similar.

Wh!

Bai Lian spit out a white gas at the old man, like a cloud, instantly blinding the old man's eyes, and then waved his sword up. The tip of the sword pointed straight at the old man's eyebrows.

However, before the tip of the sword approached, it was caught by the old man's two fingers. The old man's eyes were faintly exposed, and the white gas could not cover his vision at all.

"Hmm." However, there was a touch of coldness at the corners of Bai Lian's mouth.

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