Chapter 59 It’s an honor to serve the old immortal!

Yang Ming squatted on a treetop in the darkness, listening quietly.

Sure enough, things are not that simple, what I was most worried about happened.

Yang Ming had heard clearly when Yujizi's accident happened just now, but unlike others, he didn't seem to be panicking now, nor did he act casually, he just stayed quietly.

The branches on the side made a slight noise. Yang Ming touched the handle of the knife and then relaxed.

The next second, Du Lingzi, the head of the Penglai Sect, squatted next to Yang Ming.

"How's it going? Did you find anything?"

Du Lingzi also had a gloomy expression now and asked in a low voice.

Yang Ming shook his head and turned to look behind Du Lingzi.

A group of fearful martial arts cultivators followed, staring at the darkness around them with wide eyes.

It's obvious that these martial arts cultivators have begun to be afraid. They believe that it is safer to stick together with a master like Du Lingzi. If they encounter any danger, everyone can be more powerful together.

During the day, although Du Lingzi was cold, he helped Yang Ming after all, and he was kind in comparison, so Yang Ming had no ill feelings toward him.

"What now?"

Du Lingzi asked subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out of his mouth, he felt embarrassed.

After all, I am considered a senior, but it is a bit embarrassing to ask Yang Ming, a junior, when something happens.

It can only be said that in the past, Yang Ming gave people the impression that he was emotional on the surface, but in fact he always did not suffer, which made Turing subconsciously want to ask his opinion.

Before Yang Ming could speak, suddenly, another battle broke out in the dense forest in the dark night.

It was Fei Bin's roar, along with the sound of rumbling palms and the sound of trees breaking.

But this battle also didn't last long and ended abruptly.

Du Lingzi's heart sank.

"Something happened to Fei Bin too!"

As soon as they finished speaking in a low voice, both of them looked up.

Master Xuanji released his true energy, flew through the air, and quickly headed in that direction.

It seemed that Xuanji was also searching for traces of the demon. When he heard the sound, he immediately wanted to go over and provide support.

But when Yang Ming saw Xuan Ji's figure disappearing into the night, he felt a little less optimistic about him.

Master Xuanji's strength is pretty good. Maybe he can defeat Ding Chunqiu in a fair fight.

However, Xuanji's nature is too kind. In this kind of environment, encountering the old monster Xingxiu who is full of intrigues and unscrupulous means will be a disaster.

Yang Ming sighed. He wanted to call Xuan Ji just now, but he ran too fast and disappeared.

At this time, several martial arts cultivators came over and said to Du Lingzi.

"Just now another group of people escaped from our side."

"A bunch of trash who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Du Lingzi cursed secretly.

What kind of bullshit martial arts heroes, now it seems, they are worse than disciples of the Xingxiu sect. When the relationship is going smoothly, they are louder than anyone else, but when things happen, they all run away.

But Yang Ming's face was calm, which was not surprising at all.

In the film and television works of my original world, the four words "Martial Arts Heroes" are curses, even worse than the background board.

Yang Ming reminded Du Lingzi in a low voice.

"Senior, the top priority now is to find Master Xuanji."

"right!"

Du Lingzi also realized that if he roped in Xuanji, his strongest combat force, he could at least avoid being defeated one by one.

He immediately turned around and gave an order, then took the lead and groped into the darkness deep in the jungle.

At the same time, deep in the jungle, there was an open space.

Several green fires lit up, illuminating the nearby scene.

High above, an old man with disheveled white hair stood gently shaking his feather fan.

At his feet, kneeling was the disheveled Star Picker.

At this time, Zhaixingzi was in an extremely embarrassed state, with black blood still flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he kept kowtowing to the old man.

The old man turned around and saw clearly that he was already quite old, but he was very different from ordinary old people.

My hair is all white, but the quality of my hair is surprisingly good, flowing and smooth, and my skin is also full of luster and elasticity, but it looks like a disharmonious contradiction.

Even though he is old, you can still see the handsomeness of his facial features. He must have been a handsome guy when he was young.

This old man is Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu.

"Master, you really don't blame me. That kid is so cunning and cunning. He distracted the disciple's attention and then launched a sneak attack. Disciple, disciple was also careless..."

Zhaixingzi kept arguing.

Ding Chunqiu waved his fan to stop Zhai Xingzi from talking.

Then look towards the open space below.

I saw a group of Xingxiu Sect disciples surrounding them, and a large group of martial arts cultivators were restrained and fell to the ground languidly.

Among them are Fei Bin, Shan Zheng, Yu Jizi, Bai Shijing and others!

The only surprising thing is that Qingdai Swordsman Zhou Xian, an old veteran of Qingzhou Wulin and the convener of this conference, was not restrained and could still move freely.

But now he was lying on the ground humbly, with his butt stuck out high, looking like a slave.

Not far away, the wailing sounds of several women could be heard from time to time, which fell into Zhou Xian's ears, making his body tremble slightly, but he did not dare to make any move.

Not long after, several Xingxiu Sect disciples walked out with evil smiles while fastening their belts.

At the same time, they also found several disheveled young women.

As they walked, they laughed.

"Senior Zhou, your granddaughter and granddaughter-in-law taste really good. They are so tender that water comes out when you pinch them. But your daughter-in-law, on the other hand, is far worse than the last time we came here. It's not satisfying!"

Zhou Xian's body trembled even more violently, he buried his gray head on the ground and said in a trembling voice.

"It is their blessing to be able to serve all the distinguished disciples under the old immortal throne."

"Hahaha!"

The disciples of the Xingxiu Sect burst into laughter and joked.

"Old Swordsman Zhou, if word gets out that you are worse than a dog, it will definitely be very interesting."

"I see that you are usually very majestic in front of others. Who knew you were so skilled at being a bastard?"

Ding Chunqiu, the old monster from Xingxiu, shook his feather fan gently.

"Zhou Xian, you did a good job this time, and the training I have put in in recent years, old immortal, is not in vain. If it weren't for the advanced cultivation of this continuous corpse poison that requires more masters as the poison base, your whole family would not be alive today."

Zhou Xian's back bent further and he said humbly.

"It's a great honor to be able to serve the old immortal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Pei Yan, the headmaster of Baiquan Valley, not far away in the clearing, who was lying down. Suddenly, his limbs began to twitch, and his body continued to twist and struggle.

But then a strange scene appeared. His belly grew bigger and bigger, and soon it swelled to the size of a ten-month-pregnant woman.

Pei Yan screamed, then his stomach exploded, and a strange plant poked out of his head, growing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

And Pei Yan's energy and blood were also being sucked crazily by him.

Soon, a small fruit appeared on the top of the plant with blood-red lines.

Immediately, a disciple from the Xingxiu Sect came forward to deal with it.

Ding Chunqiu looked at this scene and nodded with satisfaction.

"With a late-stage master of the Qi Gathering Realm as the poison base, the growth rate is indeed much faster!"

Then, Ding Chunqiu's eyes fell on Zhai Xingzi.

"You don't have to blame yourself. My master saw what happened just now. You have completed your task and attracted them here. It's just slightly different from the plan."

Zhaixingzi immediately nodded hurriedly.

Their plan was to let Zhaixingzi defeat all the masters of the same level in Qingzhou. They not only demonstrated the miraculous skills of the Xingxiu Sect, but also angered the opponent, and then attracted everyone to chase him.

Now there are just some accidents, but the result remains the same.

"As my teacher, I will help you eliminate the backlash poison."

As Ding Chunqiu spoke, he stretched out his hand to hold Zhai Xingzi.

Soon, the poison that surged in his body due to backlash was suppressed.
To be continued...