After rebirth, the little master uncle engages in introversion in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 105 The disciples of the Demon Subduing Sect return

Three days later, the Feitian Divine Tower was the first to open the magic circle, the Demon Subduing Sect main hall was the second, and the Law Enforcement Hall main hall has not yet been fully opened.

"Uncle Master" was in trouble, and Ma Ming felt sour when seeing Gu Jinxiu again. Uncle Master was already an immortal, and he would soon be a mortal. Once his cultivation was lost, his lifespan would be long gone, and he would be dead. Death in a prison cell would be even worse.

"There are only three of us in this secret room. I remember when I first came to Fumo Sect, I practiced Qi for ten years... and then I struggled a lot." Gu Jinxiu said with a bitter smile: "After I went to the ancient battlefield, my cultivation level also came and went.

The back and forth is really frustrating, I understand you. So my uncle has thought of a perfect way for you. Take these two body shaping pills first, and I will pass on the two of you a magical power to devour the body and forge the body." Each handed them in their hands.

A jade bottle came over, and two magic formulas bounced into the sea of ​​consciousness between the two.

"These two artifacts are called Cun Guang. Every day for one year, you will burn the prison and immediately enter it to devour and practice. When your lifespan is guaranteed, you can practice swordsmanship. These two immortal sword orifices are given to you. All these will be given to you.

You have one day to refine the few pieces first, and do not reveal them to others. The other twenty pieces are reserved for the disciples to take turns to practice. Tomorrow, they will be burned first for you two, and you two will carry them over and burn them together."

"Yes, thank you for your support, uncle." The two of them were surprised and happy. With Uncle Lucky Star here, everything would be no problem.

On the second day, the secret room was filled with hand seals covering the sky, and the prison cells were burned one by one. Ten days later, the two people's shackles were opened, and Gu Jinxiu fed them the elixir one by one, allowing them to practice in the light.

A month later, the two of them both advanced to the Pure Mortal Realm and giggled beautifully for three days.

Then hundreds of people entered the secret room and burned them.

It has only been one year since the outside world, and hundreds of people have advanced to the Mortal Cleansing Realm. Jing Ran and Ma Ming have reached the Longmen Realm, have perfected their sword skills, and have begun practicing sword cultivation together again.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, uncle, this disciple is really convinced. These one hundred disciples are all immortals. Why don't you let them learn mudra?" Chang'an looked anxious.

"If you can't improve your cultivation level, how can you survive by learning the mudra among all the high immortals here? You should go and practice it quickly." If you lose your life, learn the ghost mudra.

"The disciple has reached a bottleneck." Chang An rubbed his face, "You go and practice, the disciple is here to guard you."

"That's fine." Gu Jinxiu stepped into the light.

In the main hall of the Law Enforcement Hall, Han Qing looked at a pile of jade slips and frowned: "Zhang Meng, you can go to the opening ceremony of Wangyou Valley. I am impatient with this." He flicked a new jade slip beside him.

"Yes." Zhang Meng hurriedly walked over and carried a bunch of jade slips back to the secret room. He took out the new jade slips and looked through them: Quickly find out the identity of the owner of Wangyou Valley. He suspected that there was something wrong. He sent Wei and Kong to inform the various sect families to look after him.

Good disciples, especially those with top-grade demon bones and demon blood.

He casually wiped away the traces of the jade slip and sighed. His cultivation level was too low, and the resistance to the investigation was too great. There were high-level immortal emperors everywhere. If it hadn't been proven early that they were of the Xiaoyao lineage, everyone in the Law Enforcement Hall would have been eaten by everyone.

No more left.

At this time, in the alliance hall, Zhang Da kept stroking the flames under Sun Jiao's cassock with his hands, "General Leader, this law enforcement hall is dragging its feet on our affairs now, pushing back and forth, what do you think we should do?"

"It's very urgent. It's okay if we don't do anything. We also have multiple shields." Zhang Da carried the person into the secret room.

In a folk alley in the east

"Brother, should we go to the Valley of Forgetfulness that Zheng Yang's bastard created?" Jiang Xi looked at Jiang Chen.

"Among the ten small demons, he is the most hilarious. He is a ghost who doesn't know how to die. If you don't go," Jiang Chen glanced at his second brother: "Have you been very close to Chen Bai and Chen Lan recently?"

"Both of them are Uncle Lang's adopted sons. Whether they are good or not is just that." Jiang Xi looked indifferent.

"Well, if you don't get involved in the affairs of the Chen family, it won't be a fuel-saving lamp. The two of them are eager to do their best, and they will inevitably go to extremes to hurt us in the future. Now that they are hooking up with the people in the alliance, you can go into seclusion quickly, and I will go into seclusion as well. It won't be allowed for less than a hundred years. "Exit"

"Okay, then I'll go into seclusion." Jiang Xi just threw away two dog-skin plasters. Jiang Xi hurried back to the secret room. Jiang Chen also disappeared. After a while, the entire courtyard's formation opened up.

The festive atmosphere in the Wangyou Valley in the east is strong at this time, with lush forests of fairy plants and fairy grass, and the fairy music coming from nowhere makes people intoxicated.

"Friend Du Xian, how do you like this valley?" Zheng Yang lowered his head and glanced at the woman beside him.

"Very good...I am just a vulgar sword cultivator who doesn't understand the reality of these flowers and plants, which made Zheng Xianyou laugh." Du Zijuan's smile did not reach her eyes.

"What are you laughing at? Are you laughing at Fellow Daoist Du for leaping up the ranks to challenge for third place? Or are you laughing at Fellow Daoist Du that he is prettier than a flower? Or are you laughing at Fellow Daoist Du that he is a self-sufficient person, unlike other female immortals who spend hundreds of years cultivating with others just for a mere time?" Zheng Yang had a look on his face. admiration and appreciation.

"...Haha, Brother Zheng, you are really good at talking." Du Zijuan felt very happy.

"To be honest, I invited my Taoist friend here today because I was entrusted by someone. This person loves swords to the core, and he likes sword cultivators very much." Zheng Yang did not look at Du Zijuan: "Here, please come quickly. "Ancient Immortal"

"Yes." The old servant beside him hurriedly left.

"In ancient times, the body, mind, and courage of the immortals were all swords. When the time comes, fellow Taoist Du will definitely see and like him." Zheng Yang smiled with a warm spring breeze on his face.

"Really? I'm kind of looking forward to it." Kenshin, sword, courage and sword aperture, this is really rare.

"I wanted to introduce you to meet tomorrow, but the ancient immortal was afraid that too many people would overwhelm Du Daoyou Yaxing tomorrow, so he asked me to arrange it today," Zheng Yang said with a smile.

"This is quite comprehensive." Du Zijuan felt quite comfortable in her heart.

Not long after, a handsome man whose appearance was seven times better than that of the banished immortal came striding behind the old servant.

"Hahahaha, Ancient Immortal, I have invited you here, your long-awaited Fellow Daoist Du. Come on, come on, let me introduce you to you. This is the number one female Sword Immortal, Fellow Daoist Du, Fairy Du." Zheng Yang did the work for the two of them. An introduction was given: "Fellow Daoist Du, this is the Ancient Immortal."

"I have admired the reputation of Du Sword Immortal for a long time, and I am very happy when I see you today." The ancient immortal said with a smile, cupping his hands. This smile is enough to make hundreds of flowers eclipse.

"Thank you for your respect, fellow Taoist monks. I'm afraid," Du Zijuan returned the gesture with her hands raised.

"Hahahaha, the so-called mutual sympathy is nothing more than this. That pavilion is one of the great development sites of tomorrow. It has its own formations. It is safe and quiet. The two Taoists can go inside to talk." Zheng Yang pointed to a pavilion in front of him on the left.

"That's fine, but I'm too impatient. Fellow Daoist Du, let's go, it's getting quieter there," the ancient immortal said with a smile.

"That's fine." Du Zijuan smiled and nodded, and the two walked side by side towards the pavilion.

As soon as they entered the pavilion, a layer of heavy fog began to appear outside the pavilion. Under the cover of the heavy fog, everyone was curious and stopped to watch.

Five hours later, the fog dissipated, and there was no one in the pavilion.

"Master, Fellow Daoist Du..." Where did he go?

"Haha, where did you come from and go to?" Zheng Yang looked thoughtful.

(End of chapter)