Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 725 Final Chapter The Gods Return 14

A man in a crescent-shaped white robe stood on the top of the mountain with his hands folded. The white clouds covered the mountains. Looking down the mountain, he couldn't see anything.

Xiaojue looked at his cold back and had a firm thought in his heart.

He is looking at her.

He handed over his old nest that he had lived in for hundreds of years to others, and secretly ran to the mountains to hide himself without letting the girl find him.

Xiaojue secretly glanced at his back and couldn't help but ask.

"Master, since you care about Miss Shen, why don't you let her know?"

As the top expert in the Cangqiong Continent and the master of the temple, he really couldn't think of anyone who deserved to be treated with such caution.

The man stood on the top of the cliff, his white robe blown by the mountain wind. His eyelashes were not as black as ordinary people, and his glazed pupils showed a faint light in his figure. He was about to blend into the mountains and rivers.

"The time has not come yet."

We have been waiting for three thousand years, so why wait a few more years?

At least this time, it's no longer a long and endless road in the wilderness, she's back.

Xiaojue seemed to understand, but although he had doubts in his heart, he didn't dare to ask any more questions. The sentence he just said was already out of line.

The man looked back from halfway up the mountain:

"There is no cooked food on the mountain. Let Wan Chaolin bring her some food."

Xiaojue: "...Yes."

If you are already fasting, what else can you eat?

He did not dare to say this slander, so he gave Wan Chaolin a sound transmission stone.

…

Quan Jiu was pleasantly surprised when he received a large box full of dishes.

"so much?"

Even if she becomes an immortal, she still doesn't like living without food. Doesn't the hot meal taste delicious?

Wan Chaolin had a loving look on his face: "Cultivation in Qing Dynasty is too hard. I was worried that you wouldn't be used to it, so I asked someone to buy some food from a Kyoto restaurant."

Thanks to her, this was the first time he entered the back mountain. The palace master asked him to deliver the food by name but did not allow him to tell the truth.

Quan Jiu only felt that Wan Chaolin was too kind and thought that he wanted to curry favor with her, a saint who had been taken care of by the palace master since she had just taken office.

"Thank you, Master. I can't finish the meal by myself. Please sit down and eat together."

Wan Chaolin naturally didn't dare to say: "No, I won't disturb your practice as a teacher."

He went down the mountain quickly, as fast as he came, and as fast as he left, it was really to deliver food.

In the next half month, Wan Chaolin would bring her food every day. If he had something to do and couldn't get away, he would ask his direct disciples to bring it to her.

Under the nourishment of the spiritual spring, Quan Jiu's cultivation has improved rapidly. His whole skin is as white as jade, his skin is rosy, and he has gained two ounces of meat around his waist. His whole body looks very energetic.

If it weren't for the "Heroes' Banquet" that was about to take place, she wouldn't even want to move. She could live on this mountainside for a year and wait until she reaches the Mahayana stage of cultivation before going out.

"Luan'er, right ahead is Qiuyun Villa."

Wan Chaolin's voice brought Quan Jiu back to reality.

Quan Jiu poked his head out of the carriage and saw the villa not far away at a glance. Qiuyun Villa was surrounded by mountains on three sides and faced water on one side. They needed a ferry to enter the villa.

The location is set here to prevent sneak attacks from the demon world.

After getting off the boat, servants dressed as servants came to take the boat.

"Elder Wan." The doorman saluted respectfully, "The wing rooms are ready, and all the heads are in the front hall."

After handing the luggage to the doorman, Wan Chaolin led Quan Jiu into the front hall, walked straight to the main seat and sat down. He pointed to the seat to his side.

"Luan'er, sit here."

Quan Jiu looked around. Apart from Wan Chaolin and her, there were seven people left, five men and two women, all of whom were older than her.

Older age means seniority. As expected, after she sat in that position, the middle-aged man opposite her frowned slightly, seeming to be dissatisfied.

Wan Chao and Lin Quan should not be able to see this scene:

"Now that everyone is here, let me get down to business. Everyone must have heard about the Black Wind Valley. In just one month, the seal of the Black Wind Valley has fluctuated three times.

One of the times, the seal even became loose. If I and several other elders of the temple hadn't been passing by and happened to sense the loosening of the seal, I'm afraid the monster would have come out by now..."

After he finished speaking, the faces of the seven people present changed drastically. Even the man who was dissatisfied with Quan Jiu at the beginning changed to a serious face.

"Elder Wan, why didn't you tell everyone about such a serious matter earlier?"

In his letter to them, Wan Chaolin only said that the seal had changed, but did not tell them that the monster was almost about to break out.

Wan Chaolin had expected this, raised his eyelids, and glanced at him lightly:

"I'm telling you, can you do anything?"

The man had a lump in his throat: "...At least I won't be as passive as now."

"What Master Qingyun said makes sense. Know earlier and prepare earlier."

The woman sitting next to him, who looked to be in her early thirties, also spoke up.

The leader of the Qingyun Sect looked worried: "Elder Wan is looking for us now to come up with a solution?"

Wan Chaolin shook his head in the expectant eyes of everyone:

"I have discussed with several elders of the temple. The monster is awake more and more often, and attacks the seal more and more frequently. I am afraid that in a few hundred years, the Black Wind Valley will not be able to contain him at all."

The leader of the Xuannv Sect is the woman who just spoke for the leader Qingyun, and her face doesn’t look good at the moment:

"According to Elder Wan, does this monster have to be born?"

Wan Chaolin: "That's right."

"Brother Wan, you absolutely must not!"

The owner of Qiuyun Villa is the oldest and has the right to speak.

"How much did our ancestors spend to seal this monster? Over the past three thousand years, we, Qiuyun Villa, have not dared to relax for a moment. We have passed it down from generation to generation just to suppress this monster. As the seventh generation guard, I, Qiu Heyun,

Man, if a monster breaks through the seal under my hand and causes harm to the people of the world and endangers the welfare of the people, I will not be able to apologize to my ancestors even if I die ten thousand times."

He must suppress this seal even if he dies.

The leader of Xuannv Sect pondered for a moment and said without changing his expression:

"I agree with Master Qiu's statement and die in battle."

Before Wan Chaolin could speak, another man in red spoke. He looked evil and had a suave face. He looked at the leader of the Xuannv Sect.

"Good sister, my brother feels that there is no need to go to this step unless it is absolutely necessary."

Everyone present knew that the fifth generation leader of the Xuannv Sect, who was also Xuanyin's grandmother, died because of her own death in battle.

Including the eight forces including the temple, it has been passed down for seven generations for more than three thousand years. The seven generations of defenders all exist to protect the formation.

The evil man knocked on the table and looked at Wan Chaolin:

"We'd better listen to what Elder Wan has to say first."

Wan Chaolin looked serious: "The energy of the seal is getting weaker with each generation, and it will be broken sooner or later."

(End of chapter)