Begin immortality by slaying demons

"Master Shen, this time..." Liu Qianyun handed over the pile of books with a complicated expression. It was obvious that the Nanhong Seven Sons were serious this time. This was a major event involving the position of the master of Nanyang Treasure Land. It was definitely not something that could be perfunctorily dealt with by saying a personal relationship or other excuses. If she extended a helping hand again, even her father might be in trouble. If she interfered with the inheritance of the position of the master without authorization, the monk Bai Yujing would also have to die! "I understand." Shen Yi nodded and said softly, "Thank you for the help from everyone in Qingyue Sect." He was just not good at dealing with people, but he knew it in his heart. Since leaving Nanyang Sect, he has received a lot of favors from Qingyue Sect and Senior Xuanqing. "Thank you for your understanding, Master."

Liu Qianyun pursed her lips, then smiled and said, "But the previous agreement to send someone to preach still counts... And this, keep it, this is what my father wants."

"He said, if you are too tired, don't force yourself."

"As long as you are alive, you will have everything."

As she spoke, Liu Qianyun quietly stuffed a letter of law into Shen Yi's sleeve, and then bowed her hands vigorously and said, "Master Shen, I'm leaving!"

She turned around and left the treasure land of Nanyang with a group of Qingyue Sect deacons.

"..."

Shen Yi was silent for a moment, and walked slowly back to the ancestral hall: "The Master of Qingyue Sect is a woman?"

Li Xuanqing raised his eyes in confusion: "How do you know? Do you know Uncle Ji?"

"Then it's okay."

Shen Yi shook his head and put away the letter of law.

He was just curious, why there is kindness in this world for no reason, it turns out that it is still relying on the relationship of Senior Xuanqing.

"Uh."

Li Xuanqing retracted his gaze, always feeling that the master seemed to have misunderstood something.

That uncle Ji was famous for his indifference. Not to mention helping Nanyang Sect, even if Xuan Qing died in front of them, this uncle might not help.

The reason why he was polite to him was not because they had a particularly good relationship.

It was simply because he was spanked by uncle Ji when he was a child, and there was a psychological shadow.

...

Nanyang Sect's inner gate hall.

Li Qingfeng meticulously flipped through the book on the table, and then took out the gilded jade inlaid list and matched the two one by one.

As time passed, beads of sweat oozed from his forehead: "This... These are all vassals of Nanyang Sect? Aren't they the wrong ones?"

Among these 182 families, more than half of them, if you pick any one of them, have a strong man above the sixth level of Return to Void sitting in charge, and they can wipe out the entire Nanyang family with a wave of their hands.

"Do your job."

Shen Yi sat next to him, also flipping through the book.

Outside the hall, a group of Chen family's Return to Void masters, including Yu Zu, all of them above the third level, received the Nanyang steward robe.

Unfortunately, there are still too few, and there are only twelve or thirteen of them.

"Huh."

Qingfeng Li exhaled, and said with a sidelong glance: "It seems that there are a lot of things, but in fact, more than 80% of them are looking for us to borrow things... But I have hardly heard of these things."

"Put it aside, pretend you didn't see it."

Shen Yi simply threw the booklet on the table.

These supporters, after all, just came from the Alliance Sect, and they are still under the name of the Seven Sons of Nanyang, so no one dares to provoke them.

As for borrowing things... it's simply against Tiangang!

Sect Master Shen's pockets are cleaner than his face. The last time Nie Jun came to ask about the precious materials of the Dao Pillar, he packed them up and exchanged them for the essence of the black phoenix, and he also owed Qingyue Sect a sum of precious medicine for refining the Tianhuang Pill.

"The rest of the things, apart from those miscellaneous things, are a bit troublesome."

Qingfeng Li stared at Shen Yi. He knew how amazing the other party had been along the way, but the time was still too short.

To shoulder the responsibility of a sect with one person's strength, tsk.

"Master, do you think we should just shut down the sect formation and continue as before..."

"You have a lot of free time, don't you?" Shen Yi patted the back of his head.

If we shut down the formation now, then the old dog would have been killed in vain. Senior Xuanqing went out for a stroll, was he going out to embarrass himself?

Li Qingfeng reluctantly retracted his gaze and picked up a booklet: "This should be the most urgent. The Gui Sect has been invaded by demons for a full half month."

"We are willing to follow the master to subdue the demons!"

The few elders of the Chen family who were not injured were all at the fourth level of the Return to Void Realm. At this moment, they all stepped out suddenly.

They had been in Nanyang Sect for a short time, but they had already seen the current situation clearly.

How could they give up the merit of following the dragon?

This was a good opportunity that the Chen family had accumulated through the merits of generations.

Apart from other things, just this deacon robe, in the past, it was something that they could not even think about.

Besides, apart from Nanyang Sect, who else would be willing to take them in now?

"Come here with some experienced people."

Shen Yi put away the booklet, stood up and walked out of the hall.

In terms of the strength of the battle, if he couldn't even solve it, it would be useless for these people to go.

But after all, they are cultivators from outside, and they must be more skilled in handling things than he is.

"The rest can be given some chores to them, and try not to lose them."

There are few people in the sect now, and they can't stand the tossing.

Shen Yi doesn't want to go out and come back to find that everyone is dead.

Soon, three elders of the Chen family followed.

Li Qingfeng looked at the remaining ten people who looked at each other in bewilderment and shook his head: "Don't you understand?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in astonishment.

There is no reason for the sect leader to go out to take risks and his subordinates to do life-saving things.

"Used to it."

Qingfeng Li stood up slowly and explained: "This is why, at least 90% of the people in this inner sect are willing to die for him."

"but."

Qingfeng Li changed his tone and said with a smile: "Although our sect leader is kind-hearted, he is quick to act. I hope you will not have the chance to see that scene."

The faces of the Chen family changed slightly.

In fact, they have already seen it.

The raging and blazing sea of ​​fire was still lingering in front of them until now.

"Get to work."

Qingfeng Li has no intention of overstepping his authority. He is just a small follower of Shen Yi now.

He just didn't want these people to misunderstand Shen Yi's kindness and lead to unnecessary things.

Sect Master Shen is not only good at killing monsters, he is also ruthless in killing people.

Nanyang Zongwai.

Shen Yi did not change into Nanyang white robe, but still wore an ink shirt.

One of the reasons is that he doesn't want to be too ostentatious. In addition, the sect leader does everything personally. If word spreads, people will look down on the Nanyang Sect.

Although he never cared about these false names.

But Nanyang Sect is in great need now.

Nei Ling could only act fiercely, trying to regain the one hundred and eighty-two families in a helpless way.

Three elders of the Chen family who were on the fourth level of Void Return were following behind, wearing Nanyang deacon robes, and they looked quite imposing.

"Sect Master, they seem to be avoiding me."

One of the clan elders looked forward in astonishment.

I saw that no matter which one of Nanhong's seven families, whether he was a deacon or an outer elder, as soon as he saw Shen Yi, he would turn away from a distance like a mouse seeing a cat, without hesitation.

"..."

Shen Yi ignored it and swept forward following the route recorded in the booklet.

These people maintain their own identities, so how can they be willing to pay homage to a junior and simply avoid seeing them.

But it's okay, it saves a lot of trouble.

Shen Yi lowered her eyes and looked at her hands.

According to the records in the gilded roster, the Puppet Sect can be considered a moderate presence among the 182 families.

Although his cultivation level is not high.

But with one-handed puppet-making skills, he is not afraid even if he encounters a sixth-level demon returning to the void.

They didn't ask for help at first, they just wanted to borrow some treasures from heaven and earth to repair the spirit puppet, but they didn't get a response for a long time.

I don’t know what the situation is now.

The journey was not far, and it only took three days without any means of transportation.

Shen Yi saw the majestic sect in front of him.

"call."

Several clan elders exhaled almost at the same time.

Although he put on the Nanyang deacon robe, he still felt a little timid when facing this kind of force that was obviously stronger than the Chen family.

After all, they are not from the Immortal Sect and do not have the natural aloof mentality.

Especially when I felt the powerful aura gathered within the sect, this feeling inevitably deepened.

"Sect Master, this doesn't look like it was invaded by a demon."

The elder of the Chen family looked at Shen Yi in confusion. If it was really a demon invasion, how could it be so peaceful and these strong men still have the intention to get together?

"Go in and have a look."

Although Shen Yi didn't want to go all the way in vain, but it was too much to insist on seeing people's corpses scattered everywhere.

at the same time.

It's on a high platform in the deepest part of the Puppet Sect.

The dense crowd was suddenly divided into three forces, occupying the entire high platform. Among them, the one on the far right, dressed in gray and surrounded by various puppets, was obviously the owner of this place.

There were five people sitting in front, and a chair was vacant.

The man stood up. Compared with the other five old people, he was obviously much younger. He looked middle-aged, but his status was not inferior to them at all.

He looked serious and shouted around: "Yang Lin, on behalf of the Puppet Sect, would like to thank the Zhao family and the Qinghai Mansion for their help in advance. However, the demon has not retreated, so I took the liberty to invite the two families. It is not just for small talk, but I want to say something more important."

Hearing this, everyone in the Zhao family and Qinghai Mansion cast their gazes over, but did not show any doubtful expressions, as if they had expected it.

"The two allies must have received the news that the Seven Immortal Sects of Nanhong have given up on us."

Yang Lin closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

But he was interrupted by the old man from Qinghai Mansion: "The news we received is not like that. There is no such thing as giving up. They just handed us back to Nanyang Immortal Sect."

"Nanyang Immortal Sect?"

Yang Lin opened his eyes, raised his eyebrows, and suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart: "There is no Nanyang Immortal Sect. That happened a hundred thousand years ago. You and I were not even born at that time. Have you ever seen it with your own eyes? Nanyang Immortal Sect?”

With just one sentence, the old man from Qinghai Mansion was blocked back.

The strongest among them is only at the sixth level of Void Return, so how can they live for such a long time.

The others fell silent at the same time.

Yang Lin withdrew his gaze with satisfaction, and his eyes became sharper: "It is better to seek help from others than to ask for yourself. Since the Seventh Son of Nanhong no longer intends to protect us, we cannot sit still and wait for death. It is better for the three families to join forces and find a way to protect ourselves in Nanhong Land. ”

The words have not yet finished.

The expressions of everyone present finally changed.

They guessed that the Puppet Sect wanted to mention this matter, and they also knew that they had encountered a demonic disaster this time. The Seventh Son of Nanhong ignored it, and they must have resentment in their hearts.

But I didn't expect that Yang would dare to say this in such a big way.

You must know that these forces were supported by the Nanyang Sect at the beginning and have been passed down from generation to generation to this day.

How many days has it been?

Is it too hasty?

Looking towards the group of people from the Puppet Sect, I saw that the five old men sitting were all staring at the ground with their eyes down, struggling slightly, but they did not stand up to refute anything.

The old man from Qinghai Mansion pondered for a moment and probably guessed it.

This time the puppet sect encountered a demonic disaster, and all the spiritual puppets of the Zhenzong were damaged. It was Yang Lin who found the materials and treasures needed to repair it, and he persisted until he and others came to support him.

This is when the right to speak is most important.

Thinking of this, he said slowly: "When I came here, I just wanted to rescue the Puppet Sect. I didn't think about what happened next. I advise fellow Taoist Yang to focus on the present first."

"What's the use of retreating from the demon this time?!"

Yang Lin suddenly raised his voice: "You haven't seen it clearly! You are so confused! Without the protection of the Seven Sons of Nanhong, there will only be more and more evil disasters like this in the future! Could it be that you still put your hope in the so-called Nanyang? Immortal Sect, are you going to pay that extremely expensive tribute?”

As he spoke, he suddenly waved his sleeves and his face turned red: "I might as well say it bluntly today, I heard about the Seven Sons of Nanhong. The so-called Nanyang Sect is just a group of treasure land natives who practice Qi to transform into gods, plus a few A monk in the early stages of returning to the void has angered the Alliance Sect."

"Are you willing to give your filial piety to such a being?"

Angered the Allied Sect? These simple words caused everyone present to fall into dead silence again.

Seeing this, Yang Lin's eyes flashed with a hint of evil, and he raised his arms and shouted: "If you are willing to pay filial piety, that is your business. Anyway, my puppet sect will not pay it. Take the things that we have worked hard to collect, and go to Feed a group of cowards who only know how to hide in the sect’s treasured land.”

"It's okay if you want, let them come and collect it in person!"

Yang Lin stood in the middle of the field, his eyes slowly scanning everyone's faces, but no one dared to look at him.

He finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Until an indifferent voice came from the sky.

"Nanyang Zong has arrived, who is in charge of this place?"

Following the words, the dense crowd instinctively looked toward the sky.

I saw three white-haired old men standing with their hands down.

The black robe on his body was swaying slightly, and the pattern of Nanyang silver thread on it was very dazzling.

Behind the three deacons, there was a tall figure in a black robe, looking down calmly, seemingly not hearing what everyone said before.

"Hoo."

Yang Lin's eyelids twitched. The atmosphere he had managed to create quickly collapsed the moment this group of people appeared.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Qinghai Mansion, including everyone in the Puppet Sect, they all stood up involuntarily and wanted to salute those figures.

"Stand up! Don't kneel!"

Yang Lin turned around and swept away with a ferocious expression, clenching his fingers tightly: "Don't you understand yet? After waiting for half a month, a few monks from the fourth level of Void Return have arrived. What are they doing here now? Filling the bellies of demons. , or do you want to receive the last payment of tribute while we are unaware?"

Everyone was slightly sluggish.

Several elders of the Chen family slowly frowned and tried to remain calm.

They are just like a fox pretending to be a tiger.

A word cannot suppress this group of people, and the effect of the deacon's robe will only become weaker and weaker.

I found that no one saluted for a long time.

Among them, the Chen family elder with the thinnest skin had subconsciously looked towards Shen Yi.

This thing is downright weird.

The Chen family was also one of the forces protected by the Seven Sons of Nanhong before.

If you think about it from another perspective, even if you encounter the same thing, even if your mentality changes, it won't be possible so quickly, let alone say it openly.

If you just want to protect yourself, there is no need to offend an immortal sect that owns the treasure land of Hedao. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse.

This... is more like deliberately embarrassing Sect Master Shen.

"Well."

The next moment, the Chen family elder saw Shen Yi falling slowly downwards, came to his senses, and hurriedly followed.

No matter what, as long as the sect leader didn't say anything.

They just have to hold on.

"you……"

Yang Lin stared closely at the young man who suddenly landed on the high platform, and found that the other man's expression was calm and he was just walking towards him slowly.

As Shen Yi stepped forward, everyone around him gradually buried their heads.

It was simply unimaginable to him that if he allowed this young man to speak, his previous efforts would lose their effect in an instant.

"Stop! Who allowed you to break into my puppet sect!"

As he spoke, Yang Lin clapped his hands, and an eight-foot-long tiger-shaped spirit puppet suddenly appeared behind him. It was glowing with red light and had a fierce face. It was so vivid that it was impossible to tell that it was a dead thing.

This is the puppet sect's treasure.

A red-bearded and blood-clawed puppet comparable to the sixth level of Void Return.

The newly repaired spirit puppet had a few new injuries on his body, which is why the other puppet sect monks watched him act recklessly.

"If you don't stop, don't blame me for being rude."

Yang Lin forced himself to calm down and glanced somewhere subconsciously.

At this point, there is no turning back.

Thinking of this, a ferocious look appeared in his eyes, and he pinched the spell with his five fingers. The red-bearded and blood-clawed puppet behind him let out a deep roar that shook the forest, and the red light in his body rose into the sky.

A huge and muscular body stepped out of the air and landed suddenly in front of Shen Yi.

Its bloody pupils showed the same expression as Yang Lin.

Looking down at the thin figure below.

This move almost fainted everyone present. Even the old people of the Puppet Sect couldn't help but rush out: "Yang Lin, why bother to do it right! Stop it quickly!"

"I don't want to make things happen. I just want him to leave the Puppet Sect."

Yang Lin's hoarse voice came from the mouth of the red-bearded blood-claw puppet.

Several elders of the Chen family twitched slightly when faced with such a terrifying spirit puppet, but they still stood firmly behind Shen Yi.

They had seen worse things.

Sure enough, Shen Yi never stopped walking, as if she didn't hear Yang Lin's words at all, and there was no trace of the fierce red-bearded blood-clawed puppet in her eyes.

The moment he walked to the Red Bearded Bloodclaw Puppet.

He still had that calm look, and didn't seem to even move a finger.

But there was a deafening roar in everyone's ears!

Click!

The huge red-bearded blood-clawed puppet flew back in pieces!

The red light shattered! Those extremely precious materials turned into powder without even holding on for a breath.

Under the outpouring of terrifying power, the remaining body of the spirit puppet submerged Yang Lin's body, and the plasma overflowed from the gaps, dyeing the high platform stone ground red.

The remaining body of the spirit puppet trembled slightly, and the man buried in it quickly died.

It wasn't until this moment that the terrifying roar slowly dissipated.

"..."

Shen Yi passed by the stunned Puppet Sect members without squinting, pulled up a chair, walked to the front, dusted off the hem of his clothes, and sat on it.

"ah."

Everyone gasped for air and stared at the calm figure.

In an instant, they knelt down on the ground uncontrollably: "Welcome to the Nanyang Sect's Immortal. Your Majesty has come to the Puppet Sect. If you miss me from afar, please forgive me!"

Shen Yi swept forward casually, her voice still calm: "No need to kneel down, just talk."

Several Chen family elders stood behind the chairs, looking at the rising and falling heads in front of them, and suddenly felt that this scene was very familiar.

In fact, most people are quite normal.

It's that Yang Lin...has the other party always been so brave?

Shen Yi sat quietly on the chair, her eyes glanced somewhere inadvertently, and there was a bit of chill on the corners of her lips.

Everything has been put on the surface, but this secret arrow still refuses to be closed.