The holy place for cultivating immortals who are constantly fighting and fighting on weekdays, but the atmosphere has been solemn in the past half month. No one dares to provoke them wantonly. When walking near Tianyi Palace, he doesn't even dare to fart. He lowers his head and his tail and does not dare to fly. He only dares to lift his short legs that have deteriorated due to too many flying, and walks faster and faster.

In the dusk mist, bright candles as thick as arms were burned in Tianyi Hall, and countless shadows were cast on the blue brick floor. However, the surrounding area was still dark and gloomy, not because the bright candles were not bright enough, but because people's hearts were too gloomy.

The sect leader Jiang Miao-yi kicked over the Xiu Dun'er of the Wannian Xuanyu. He looked back and stared at his eyes and cursed, without the demeanor of a leader of the sect: "That rebellious son, an unfilial son, a prodigal son, he has the affair to not come back for the rest of his life, and he has the affair to die outside. I, bah, who is him? I have some sons, and I don't care about him."

A woman in red dressed in a gauze walked out of the darkness, with her eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting, and her smile seemed to be soaked in honey, sweet to the depths of her heart. In such a cold winter, she was only wrapped in red gauze as thin as a cicada's wings, and her white and shiny skin color was faintly revealed. She really had a good body, otherwise she would have sneezed and could not get up.

She stretched out her white and jade-like hand and patted Jiang Mangjian's hand gently. Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, and she gently hit her face: "Okay, Erlang should not be so angry. She was so angry that she was so angry that she could only cry. The young master was so greedy for fun. She came back after going out to play for a few days and a long time."

Jiang Miao-yi held the woman's hand in his backhand, and his eyes slapped her peony-like face. His face cleared a little, and he sighed softly: "Hey, this kid, just spoil him. He didn't go out to play for a few days. He clearly ran away. It's been more than a month and he has already run away. It's been three days since the Immortal Ascension Conference will be held. Choose a wife for him. The main owner will not show up. Hongfen. You said, isn't this obviously embarrassing our Tianyi Sect?"

Hongfen is a good name, as it is as beautiful as it is, it is beautiful and soft, and it is a real and invisible gentle place. She pursed her lips and smiled softly: "Erlang thought too much. Even if the young master did not show up, no one dared to point fingers at our Tianyi Sect. Besides, the young master of our huge sect can see no one can see it as soon as he wants. It is always natural to put on airs. I see that no one dares to say anything."

Jiang Mang-Lie blocked Hongfeng's shoulders, hugged her in her arms, stroked her dark hair like clouds, embroidered with the sparse fragrance of the hair like the long grass in March, and sighed quietly: "This child, you are so kind to him and feel sorry for him so much. Since his marriage with the girl from the Cheng family has disappeared, he has seen him be depressed all day long. In order to relieve him, you have arranged a marriage for him like this, but he doesn't want to repay him, but he still doesn't know the kindness of a good person. After he comes back this time, I will punish him well. Yes, I will punish him to kneel down and think about the cliff, kneel down, and kneel down for half a month."

The pink eyes slid, raised their heads, and met Jiang Miaojian's eyes charmingly, and covered their mouths and smiled softly: "Erlang feels sorry for the young master, why didn't I know that Erlang's son is my son, and I feel sorry for me too. After the young master comes back, Erlang just comforts me.

Yes, what is the punishment for not punishing? It hurts the father and son’s relationship in vain. Erlang remembers these thoughts in my heart, even if I don’t have any worries.”

Jiang Miaoji patted Hongfeng's even bones and flesh on his back, and was about to say something, but he saw someone leaning out at the door of the hall. He easily opened Hongfeng and angrily rebuked: "Yaxiang, do something sneaky? Get out and say, is there any news about that rebellious son?"

Yaxiang lowered her head and walked out of the shadow. She suddenly felt that she was coming very abnormally. She felt that she had to be scolded. She gave a grievance and said: "Return to the words of the sect master, my disciple just received the letter. The young master, the young master has left Beigu Kingdom and headed towards Yunchu Kingdom."

Jiang Miao Li was furious when he was about to start. With a bang, he threw an agate glass at the foot of Yaxiang and cursed: "He, what did he do in Yunchu State?"

Yaxiang shook her body fiercely and said in fear: "Young Master, the young master has heard that Su Lingquan had appeared in Yunchu State."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Miaojian slapped Yaxiang in the face and scolded: "How do you look at the young master on weekdays? He has been away for half a month before you realize that you are all blind and deaf?" His eyes were dim and his sorrow gradually deepened, and he murmured: "Silly boy, it's been three years since he has been there. What else do you still want to do to him? So what if you find him? Those who die can't survive. You don't have the ability to beat him to death, why bother?"

Yaxiang also sighed softly, but it wasn't true. He couldn't beat him, and he might not be able to run away. He went to find him to humiliate himself. This young master is really full.

After a moment of silence, Hongfen walked over gently and stroked Jiang Miao's back. He immediately came to his senses, waved his hand, and said dejectedly: "Let's retreat. In the three days of the Ascension Conference, the young master is not in good health and should not show up. You can arrange it."

Yaxiang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but was slapped, very good. He carefully wiped his sweat while retreating, silently muttering in his heart, "Young Master, Young Master, I can only help you here. For the rest, you just want to be blessed. Your stepmother is really not a good-looking lamp. Young Master, Young Master, you are such a stepmother, you are really a blessed person."

The Ascension Conference Three days later opened with a lively opening. Although the young master of Tianyi Sect did not show up due to physical discomfort, it did not affect the Supreme Elder's discussion of Taoism and the selection of introductory disciples. He just missed the item of choosing a wife, which immediately wiped out the passionate thoughts of many beautiful relatives. He really came with excitement and returned in disappointment.

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After leaving Yunzhongcheng, three hundred miles west, there is a dense forest. When you enter the dense forest, the sky suddenly becomes darker. The dense forest here is ten miles in radius, and there is a turbid gray color over the years, just like a low pressure of lead clouds covering the sky. Even on the days when the sun is shining brightly, under the rolling of gray clouds, the bright sun is still lifeless gray-red dead.

Flashes of foul-smelling wind swept through the dense forest. Wherever the eyes were in the forest, there were gray-green plants and gray-black swamps. From time to time, one or two bubbles appeared in the swamp, and then bursts of fishy smell came out.

This forest

Although it was dead silent, mysterious and dangerous, it could not stop people from rushing to here at all. Therefore, it was rich in Dream Purple Gold Stone, which was said to be abundant. It was indeed worthy of its name a hundred years ago. It reached out and snatched it into the gray-black swamp, and it was a handful of Fantasy Purple Gold Stone the size of a fist.

But no matter how many treasures there are, they can't help but dig endlessly for a hundred years. Finally, there are fewer and fewer fantasy purple gold stones here. Now they are digging up the gray-black swamp and digging to the end. Perhaps they can't dig out a piece of fantasy purple gold stone the size of a fingernail.

On this day, two people came with swords and fell into the dense forest. The light was shining all over their bodies, revealing two figures of white robes and barefoots, one man and one woman standing in hand.

The girl covered her face with a gauze and smiled sweetly: "Brother, are there any dreamy purple and gold stone lands here? Why is it so smelly?"

Xuan Ming caressed the girl's long hair lovingly and nodded with a smile: "What are you afraid of? If you can find a large number of dream purple gold stones, our country's national gates in Nanqi will be more stable."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Brother is right, but." She looked around in fear and lowered her voice and said, "Brother, I heard that there are often bandits here, and I'm a little scared."

Xuan Ming held her hand and laughed: "What's so scary about bandits? I'm not even afraid of monsters and monsters, just bandits are no problem."

As soon as he finished speaking, a thunder suddenly exploded in the sky above the dense forest, and a wild laugh came from him: "Okay, okay, I haven't heard such arrogant words for a long time. It's really interesting."

Several balls of black fog flashed through the dense forest, and several men in black walked out. They all had ferocious faces and evil faces. They were obviously vicious people who had been killed for years.

The strong man in the lead spoke again, his voice hoarse, like a blunt knife cutting his flesh: "Little girl, what you said just now is wrong. It is not that there are often bandits here, but that there were two hooligans, and a group of bandits climbing into the sky, but they were all beaten away by our brothers. Now this forest is our brothers guarding us. All your safety is left to us. So those who come in and out must pay some benefits."

When Xuanming heard this, he couldn't stand up straight and pointed at the few people and said, "I, I, I have never seen such a fresh and refined person as Jiang Jiedao said. It's really an eye-opener."

"Bah." The strong man in the lead spat fiercely and said angrily: "We brothers are serious businessmen. I don't plan to give it to you if you follow your words."

Xuan Ming raised his eyebrows, kept silent, and nodded.

The strong man in charge shouted lightly, pinched his hands, and a gray light emerged from his fingertips, hovering into a weak dragon shadow in the void.

Seeing this, the other people also made gestures and summoned Long Ying as usual, and flew towards Xuanming and the others.

Xuan Ming stretched out his hand and hid the girl behind him. He waved his hand casually with one hand. A red sword shadow slammed fiercely at the dragon shadows, and the dragon shadow immediately shattered.

The strong man in the head stagnated his eyes and felt that he seemed to have kicked a piece of iron today. If he was not careful, his life would be explained here.

He put away his contempt and kept making gestures in his hands. The dragon shadow that was shattered became solid again, a little thicker than just now. He opened his bloody mouth and pointed his sharp fangs towards the two of them.

Xuan Ming smiled slightly, and the charm in his eyes became even more charming. If it weren't for the time when the white and blades were connected, his charming look was approaching the top sign on Liumo Street, enough to stand at the gate of Hehuan Pavilion to swing a handkerchief. He saw his hands overlapping, his white robe swelling in the wind, and huge runes flowed from the red sword shadow, and the runes floated in the void to cleanse the size of a head.
Chapter completed!