Aiming for the Immortal Path

After all, with Grandma Yun's help, it means that he has a chance to save his life.

Nothing is more exciting than escaping death and being alive.

In front of the hook-nosed monk, an invisible barrier slowly emerged, with ragged waves, like water flow, and more like sword flow.

Accompanied by the exciting sound of the piano, the barrier spread outward, pushing Su Twelve's flying sword to slowly retreat.

In a flick of his finger, the flying sword retreated to Su Twelve's side.

Turning his head to look at the flying sword beside him, Su Twelve narrowed his eyes and did not increase his true essence.

Instead, he waved his hand and put away the flying sword.

"It seems... you must protect this person today."

Looking past the hook-nosed monk and landing on the door of the thatched house behind him, Su Twelve spoke indifferently.

After breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage, he did not have many effective attack methods that he could use against the enemy.

To break this invisible barrier, he had to use his trump card.

But the trump card is a life-and-death measure, so how can it be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary?

Moreover, the opponent may not have really tried his best, and there may be more powerful means.

"It's not to protect him. I just said it very clearly. Leave this place and let you two do whatever you want."

"But it's not possible here! This may have been your clan's territory, but the Yun Ge clan has left for hundreds of years, and now it belongs to me."

"Daoyou is a smart man, you should know that fighting for no reason will not benefit you."

Seeing Su Twelve's move, the sound of the piano in the thatched house suddenly stopped, and then, the clear sound of Grandma Yun continued to be heard.

Su Twelve narrowed his eyes, and after a moment of rolling his eyes, his face was ashen and said: "Since your Excellency has said this, if I insist on taking action, it would seem that I don't know how to respect you."

"Well, I won't kill him here!"

As he spoke, two cunning lights flashed in his eyes.

Waves of abundant true energy fell from his feet, and continuously sank into the ground, merging with the ground under his feet.

Hmm?

The breath of magic?

But it is not an offensive spell. What is this guy doing?

In the thatched house, Grandma Yun disappeared.

Only on the guqin, a ball of light was jumping.

Su Twelve's actions could be hidden from others, but not Grandma Yun.

However, seeing that Su Twelve was only urging the true energy and had no intention of attacking.

Although he was puzzled, he did not say anything more.

Then, the ball of light became quiet, and a voice of thanks followed.

"Thank you!"

As Grandma Yun finished speaking, the invisible barrier protecting the hook-nosed monk also dissipated.

At the same time, the hook-nosed monk, who had been staring at Su Twelve nervously, saw that Su Twelve had an ugly face. But the aura around him was calm, and he really had no intention of attacking again.

Only then did he secretly breathe a sigh of relief, quickly turned his head to look at the thatched house behind him, with gratitude in his eyes and a respectful attitude.

"Junior Song Laoliu, thank you for your help!"

If it weren't for Grandma Yun's help, he would have died.

The hook-nosed monk had already figured it out. He had already offended Su Twelve, a giant in the Nascent Soul stage, and he couldn't offend Grandma Yun again.

After all, according to the current situation, he might have to stay here for a long time to avoid the limelight.

But just as the hook-nosed monk finished speaking, before Grandma Yun in the room could speak again.

The ground under the hook-nosed monk suddenly trembled, causing his body to shake violently.

Immediately, a mysterious force jumped out from the ground and enveloped the area around him.

"This is...not good, Grandma Yun, save me!"

The change came suddenly, and the hook-nosed monk was immediately shocked. Although he didn't know what happened, he realized that the situation was not good.

The first thing he did was to ask Grandma Yun for help.

However, at the same time as the cry for help, the hook-nosed monk was out of control, and along with a large piece of land under him, he soared into the sky and flew out of Xiaoshi Village in the blink of an eye.

Only a huge pit was left outside the thatched house.

This change came suddenly, just a snap of a finger.

Even if Grandma Yun wanted to stop it, it was too late.

Then came a loud explosion.

"Ah..."

A shrill scream came from the sky outside the village, echoing through the mountains and forests. .??.

Before he could say anything more, the hook-nosed monk and the soil under him exploded and died on the spot.

A breeze blew by, blowing away the remaining dust in the air.

The storage bag belonging to the hook-nosed monk, as well as various resources and treasures, turned into streams of light and shot down beside Yi Chunqiu, who was trying his best to stabilize the golden elixir in his body.

Looking at the magic weapon, storage bag, and pill bottle that were emitting bright light,

Everyone in the village was jealous, but no one dared to fight for it.

Their eyes soon focused on Su Twelve again, and they were only horrified!

When the piano music just sounded, Grandma Yun showed extraordinary strength. Anyone could see that she was clearly suppressing Su Twelve, a Yuanying cultivator.

Unexpectedly, in this situation, Su Twelve dared to take action.

And, it was successful!

"Daoyou! You... went too far!"

"It will not do you any good to provoke my anger!!!"

In the thatched house, the light ball fluctuated, and the crisp sound was obviously mixed with a bit of coldness and anger.

"Why are you angry, sir? I have just said it very clearly, I will never kill him here."

"And Song Laoliu did not die here, did he?"

Su Twelve did not change his expression, with a faint smile on his lips, and asked back.

If the cultivation level is just the same as that of the hook-nosed monk, if he encounters a being like Granny Yun, he will not be able to take action without being reminded.

But now, the Nascent Soul Stage monks can be considered giants, and are no longer the weak little shrimps in this cruel world of immortality.

Besides, he just tested it out, and the other party might be able to overpower him. If they really fight, it's still unclear who will win and who will lose.

I used a little trick in my words, and used the Mountain Moving Technique to move the hook-nosed monk outside the village and kill him.

Even if it's inappropriate, it can be considered as a consideration for the other party and gives him a step down.

In this way, even if the other party is dissatisfied, they will not take action.

"Humph! Daoist is so scheming, but I underestimate you!"

"That's all, that kid has his own fault."

"Come in and meet us!"

In the thatched house, the light group flickered and did not attack Su Twelve again.

Immediately, the light group disappeared, and the hazy figure reappeared, sending an invitation to Su Twelve.

Su Twelve looked straight at the thatched cottage in front of him, hesitated for a moment, then resolutely stepped forward and pushed the door open.

The thatched house doesn't look big, but the interior space is quite large.

There are formations and microwaves flowing on all four walls. The formations are impressive and there is a universe inside.

And the hazy figure that reappeared, sitting behind the piano table, seemed to be both real and imaginary.

Su Twelve was thoughtful, secretly vigilant in his heart, but with a smile on his face he asked: "I wonder, Sir, what do you want to see me for?"

Grandma Yun spoke calmly and said angrily: "Fellow Taoist is a smart person. You should be clear that you are looking for me, fellow Taoist, not me looking for you."