Immortality begins with contemplation

On the second day, throughout the day, the palace was a little dull, and there was a tense atmosphere as if a storm was coming. Only those casual cultivators who did not know the specific situation gathered together in groups, bragging.

It's not a pleasure to drink wine.

So sometimes, don’t be so curious. Knowing some things in advance is just suffering and will not affect the development of things.

Chu Mian spent the whole day in meditation. Even if there were casual cultivators who thought he was very unique and wanted to make friends with him, he politely declined.

When getting along with these people, firstly, there is no common language, and secondly, there is really no time.

Jueyu didn't know what he was doing. He didn't move all day long. He must have been preparing for the big battle at night.

As night falls, the palace is decorated with lights and colorful decorations, as if someone is getting married, making the atmosphere extremely lively. Under the lights that can be seen everywhere, it is almost as bright as day.

In addition to more than a dozen immortal cultivators, there are also many dignitaries in the city who came to the palace in the name of "taking advantage of the immortal energy". When they met familiar people, they greeted each other with hands and laughed, all for "profit".

Two words.

In the adult world, there is no friendship.

Chu Mian was mixed in with many immortal cultivators, so she deliberately found an inconspicuous corner to sit down. Beside her was Jueyu, who had been silently chanting sutras.

Liu Wenjin was invited to the top position, and her face was cold at this time, as if she was a little... fairy who was forced to open her business even though her aunt came.

She is bound to get the Pulse Condensing Pill!

In the middle of the noise, Hu Yongan walked from outside the palace, swinging his long sleeves, stirring up waves. He walked like a dragon walking like a tiger, and his momentum had reached its peak.

Manager Wang behind him hung his hands in his wide sleeves, bent slightly, and followed closely with small steps. In his originally flattering eyes, there was an inexplicable smile at the moment, looking at the group of wild cultivators, as if he was looking at Zai.

of lamb.

The reason why I came a little late is that I just got the news that four elders of the Haoran Sect came together and were intercepted and killed on the way. Under the leadership of the leader, the Corpse Demon Sect invaded the Haoran Sect across the board!

War has been raging elsewhere, but here we are still singing and dancing, how ironic!

If you survive tonight, the entire Daqian Dynasty will change! And you will follow King Zhenbei to soar to the nine heavens!

What? Is it treacherous for them to do this? For ordinary people, what difference does it make whether it is the righteous path or the demonic path that is pressing on their heads? I have followed the Haoran Sect for so many years, but I have not seen any benefits. On the contrary, I have been restrained in everything.

It is better to abandon the darkness and embrace the light and become the king among the mortals!

The time has come, and the palace will be filled with blood tonight! And I will leave my name in history and become the founder of the new empire...

"Hahahaha!"

Manager Wang was making wishful thinking in his mind, but Hu Yongan had already burst out laughing, cupping his hands and saying: "I am a step late, I have kept you waiting for a long time, I hope Haihan!"

"Your Majesty is joking, how dare we blame him?"

"Haha, yes, Your Majesty, please don't take advantage of me for fun."

"..."

A series of flattery sounds echoed from the palace, and the stench was inaudible. Chu Mian held her breath and concentrated, quietly waiting for a certain moment to come. The Buddhist "Calming Mantra" echoed in her ears again, but Jueyu had already begun to exert force.

The method of calmness and concentration was controlled by him to the extent that only two people could hear it, which was really strange.

This time, Chu Mian did not reject the other party's kindness. No matter what happens later, she must calm down so that she can face it in the best possible condition.

In the hall, Hu Yongan nodded with satisfaction, looked around, and finally turned his gaze to Liu Wenjin on the main seat, and said with a smile: "In addition to all the wild cultivators today, I also invited a very important person to come. I don't know.

Should I see it or not?"

The Immortals no longer called each other, and 'Little King' became 'My King'. Just a few changes in titles gave Chu Mian a hint of something unusual.

Are you fully prepared and too lazy to pretend?

Liu Wenjin naturally noticed the difference, her eyes narrowed slightly, her palms unconsciously caressed the storage bag at her waist, and asked without any emotion, "So what if I see you, so what if I don't see you?"

Hu Yongan was not afraid, and his groveling posture was long gone. He looked up and down at her strangely, secretly swallowed his saliva, and said with a lewd smile: "It's not your turn to have the final say. Tonight, hey hey hey..." <

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This is a cultivator, and she is such a beautiful woman! Even if she can only look at her but not enjoy it, she can still satisfy his evil thoughts a little bit.

Liu Wenjin's pretty face was cold, and Chu Mian looked at Hu Yongan with sneers. Liu Wenjin had nothing to do with him, and he didn't want to stand up for her, but the things Hu Yongan did to his family...

Every pile, piece by piece, must be sorted out.

But don't be slapped to death by Liu Wenjin, live well...

Hu Yongan glanced slightly at Manager Wang, who immediately understood. He straightened up and said in a long and arrogant voice: "I would like to invite the Young Master of the Corpse Demon Sect - Qingshen, Young Master Qing!"

As the voice fell, a flying couch flew from the sky. There was a young man leaning on the couch. He looked at him with charming eyebrows, red lips and white teeth. His eyes were dim but exuded aqua blue luster. There was an evil smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

It seems like I will go to heaven in the next moment.

There are four charming maids accompanying you, their clothes are simple, exquisite and elegant, their innocence and charm are different, who can tell you about the thousands of scenery.

【Noble, enjoy.】

The flying couch landed in front of the palace. Qingkun got up from the couch and faced the flattering Hu Yong'an who was running towards him. He rolled his eyes with a big look and threw out a palm. The strong wind roared and slapped Hu Yong'an hard on the face.

He was beaten until he vomited blood and fell back, almost fainting.

"You're just a dog wagging its tail begging for food. If you dare to be arrogant to Fairy Haoran Sect, are you worthy?"

After saying that, Qingkun walked down from the couch, looked at Liu Wenjin with gentle eyes...and Huang Shan'er beside her, and said with a smile: "I have waited for so long, not just to be able to get two things without any distractions."

A fairy...hehe, haha, hahahaha!"

What does it mean to be crazy? Hu Yongan's behavior is just a drizzle, and no one cares at all. But Qing Kun, standing alone in the hall, is truly crazy. His arrogant aura made Chu Mian unable to help but want to immediately

Use "Prison Suppression" to disgust him to death!

However, he did not forget his responsibility, which was not to compete with Qingkun, but to rescue his family safely.

Frightened by the sudden change, the hall was silent for a moment, and then the noise swept over like a sea wave.

"The Corpse Demon Sect!"

"Run! Run!"

"Hu Yong'an, you must die a happy death!"

……

There were endless sounds of shock and anger, but the strange thing is that most of the people who said these words were the group of wild cultivators. As for the dignitaries who came tonight, they all had smiles on their lips and remained silent as if they were watching a monkey show.

Chu Mian's heart thumped: This guy...refined all the powerful people into blood evil spirit slaves!