I am a cultivator of the righteous path of immortality, but why am I possessed of demonic powers?

Everyone gasped.

Even Sun Wuya didn't know who the guard disciple of Baiyun Mountain was!

For a few days no good news came, but now good news came, and no one knew who the good news was.

What a joke of the century!

As the third seat of Zongwu Mountain, Deacon Junshui's face flashed with a hint of strangeness, and quietly transmitted a message to Sun Wuya:

"This disciple doesn't even know about you and me."

"It can't be someone close to the elders in the inner gate, right?"

"A secretly cultivated heir?"

Sun Wuya's face suddenly appeared, and he responded:

"There is indeed such a possibility, if this is the case, you and I will not be able to expose his identity!"

The two looked at each other, and then dismissed the group of people who were meeting in the council hall, leaving only the two of them to talk in detail here.

Chief Deacon Junshui said to Sun Wuya with a worried face:

"Paper can't hold the fire."

"There is such a thing in the sect, and the most important thing at the moment must be to make corresponding arrangements under the deployment."

"It is known that the meeting place is in Baiyun Mountain, and the only good news that this secret disciple can send shows that his strength is extraordinary."

"I think we can send a message right away, let him see the opportunity, and send reinforcements quickly."

"You're right." Sun Wuya nodded when he heard the reason

When I had an idea in my heart, I started to act in my hands.

A cloud of aura drilled out of Sun Wuya's palm and was injected into the flying sword that had just been transmitted.

With the unique aura operation of the Cloud Sect, this flying sword was driven back the way it came.

"I've sent the letter back, and we're going to prepare for an increase in the ranks now?" Sun Wuya's uneasy mood finally had a short period of stability.

"Let's look up the information of this disciple first, and the mountain gate to which he belongs."

Sun Wuya thought it was reasonable, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect Junshui to be silent on weekdays, but I didn't expect that at this critical moment, you are the only person who can solve my problems!"

"Senior brother said and laughed, it's just a gesture, and doing things for the sect is within our responsibility."

Deacon Junshui smiled slightly, and the two halves of the goatee were a little higher.

It's just that after Sun Wuya turned around and left, his originally godless eyes were filled with haze.

He really didn't expect that the organization of this Demon Demon Sect would be even worse than the rumors.

I sent back so much information, but it turned out that there was such a fork in "Baiyun Mountain" at this most critical moment.

But it doesn't matter.

After finding out who the expatriate deacon of Baiyun Mountain is, he can completely prescribe the right medicine, and then set a trap and wait for the people of the Yun Sect to drill inside!

Jun Shui's face is leisurely, and he is sure to win.

Slowly followed behind Sun Wuya and went to the back mountain with him.

He was also very curious about whose disciple this "Baiyun Mountain Foreign Deacon" no one knew, and even he couldn't find any relevant memories.

Back in the mountain, in front of a thatched house with very simple decoration.

Sun Wuya knocked on the door respectfully:

"Senior brother, are you there?" The sect is important! There

was no movement inside the door.

Sun Wuya had no choice but to take out a jar of good wine from the storage bag, lift the lid, and let the aroma of wine waft to the fullest.

Kiln, Kiln.

A dog-nosed humming sound came from inside the door.

"Bang~"

The door was opened, and an old Taoist priest dressed in a sloppy manner walked out of it, saw the wine in Sun Wuya's hand, and immediately looked hungry and thirsty.

These two eyes lit up, as if a prisoner who had not eaten for three days suddenly saw a large table full of delicacies.

Sun Wuya and Jun Shui only felt a flower in front of them, and then the sound of drinking sounded in their ears.

"Goo-do-goo, goo-goo-goo~"

When the vision of the two of them was clear again, the jar that was originally full of good wine became an empty altar in an instant.

"Good wine, good wine! Senior brother, thanks to you still remembering that senior brother I like this, satisfied, satisfied, let's see you another day. The

sloppy man said and was about to close the door again.

How could Sun Wuya agree, he directly dodged, stuck his arm in the crack of the door, and said a little angrily:

"Senior brother! It's really important! The

sloppy Taoist looked at his junior brother again and again, how to look at it and how he felt uncute.

He snorted, stretched, and lay on the muddy ground like this, picking his nose and lazily saying

, "Didn't you say it, as long as Zongwu Mountain is still there, Yun Sect will not die, even if Yun Zong is dead, our Zongwu Mountain can build another Yun Sect."

"How many times have you been looking for me today, can you make my retreat a little bit like a retreat?"

Listening to the sloppy Daoist's tone, Sun Wuya should have looked for him many times before, and it was all related to the Yun Sect.

Sun Wuya's face was embarrassed, didn't he have only been in charge of Zongwu Mountain for hundreds of years!

Some things are really hard to deal with.

At least, he didn't dare to say such a rebellious thing like his senior brother.

Sun Wuya: "Senior brother, this time I don't want to trouble you to worry about the affairs of the sect again, I just ask you about yourself."

"Inquiring about individuals? Who? You said. "The sloppy Taoist didn't care.

Before Sun Wuya, he was the second eldest in the entire Zongwu Mountain, and he was also the person in charge.

He is well aware of the geographical overview and personnel situation of the entire Cloud Sect.

"The expatriate deacon of Baiyun Mountain." Sun Wuyadao.

A hint of discoloration flashed in the eyes of the sloppy Taoist in an instant, and the whole person also had a spirit:

"Baiyun Mountain? That's none of your business, what are you looking for this place for? Jun

Shui's eyes flashed with a hint of clarity in his eyes, this deacon of Baiyun Mountain was indeed a secret disciple who had been secretly cultivated!

Sun Wuya looked helpless, and told the sloppy Taoist about Yun Zong's first report.

After hearing this, the sloppy Taoist looked even more strange, and a pair of eyes that seemed to be awake and drunk narrowed, and said

, "You received false information, right?"

"This is the merit that you, a junior disciple of the third layer of the Qi cultivation period, can achieve?"

Sun Wuya's pupils dilated suddenly, full of disbelief:

"Three layers of Qi training? My little junior brother? That Liuyunzhu Baiyunyi?! The

sloppy Taoist clasped his nose and said as a matter of course:

"Yes, Baiyun Mountain is very close to the place where the master retreats, and there is usually no intrigue and chaos."

"The little junior brother can't cultivate, so I found a place that is easier to manage and let him live a mess."

Sun Wuya was shocked!

The matter of the junior brother's "high-qualification start and low-speed cultivation" is a commonplace pleasure in the Yun Sect.

Originally, he thought that the little junior brother would follow the master to the mountains to do penance, but he didn't expect that the master made another arrangement.

Sun Wuya suddenly said happily with some excitement:

"Junior Brother, the cultivation speed is normal now?" Or did you find a way to complete yourself? "

It's worthy of being my junior brother, if you don't make a move, you can help me solve a big problem as soon as I make a move."

The sloppy Taoist glanced at Sun Wuya with disdain, and said, "

Are you still dreaming here?" I told you all that you received false information.

"When you Senior Brother Bai Yunyi went to see him at the beginning of this year, he was still on the third floor of the Qi cultivation period! Nothing special about the breakthrough.

"However, maybe he picked up a leak, but it doesn't have to be."

"After all, this guy's innate heels, you and I know, people of great luck!"

Sun Wuya was stunned and said

, "It's been more than twenty years, and you're still in the third layer of the Qi cultivation period?" What does he do every day?

Sloppy Taoist: "Plant flowers, weeding?" Visiting the night market every night? It seems like that's all, and I don't pay much attention to it every time I go.

When Sun Wuya heard this, his original excitement suddenly dimmed.

If it is as the sloppy senior brother said, then the good news in his hand is indeed fake news.

Or did the little junior brother pick up a leak?

But no!

Sun Wuya clapped his palms violently and said excitedly:

"It's over, I just sent a message to let the junior brother see the opportunity to act, if necessary, try my best to stop it!"

"If the junior brother really only has three layers of Qi cultivation, will it be dangerous?"

The sloppy Taoist also looked stunned, and then roared angrily:

"You're not talking nonsense! Let a person who has practiced Qi at the third level fight with a group of people who have practiced Qi at the tenth level or more?

"If the master knows, see if his old man will flatten you!"

"What are you doing here, why don't you go and get the information back."

Jun Shui was stunned for a moment, his plan for the Demon Demon Sect was so strict.

As a result, it was disturbed by a third-layer waste of Qi training!

What the hell are these Demon Demon Sect wastes doing!

Sun Wuya never expected it!

The only "good news" disciple who saw through the Demon Demon Sect's plan turned out to be his own weak chicken junior disciple.

Seeing that the senior brother asked him to recover the message, Sun Wuya said with an embarrassed face:

"Senior brother, where is Baiyun Mountain..."