Master Mixer [Rebirth]

Kun-Lai Immortal Mountain is the most amazing mountain in the world of cultivation. The terrain is steep, towering into the clouds, fierce beasts often haunt, immortal spirits linger all year round, and the phantom arrays are formed naturally from the surrounding environment, not only there is no fixed solution, but even with the wind direction. , Seasons, weather and other factors change all the time. As a result, dangers abound and dangers occur frequently, and most of those who rush into it will die in their entire lives.

Although dangerous, the Kun-Lai martial arts still took root here, with no intention of moving away. All in all, it is because this place has the most aura and is suitable for cultivating immortal refiners, which is undoubtedly the greatest help for the cultivators. The Kun-Lai School can become the largest school in the cultivation world, and it has an inseparable relationship with the terrain here.

Lu Ming remembers that the story of the book mentioned that the founder of the Kun-Lai School was the last immortal emperor, Ze Yu. Under his leadership, the Kun-Lai School has rapidly risen from a little-known little sect to the No. 1 sect in the realm of comprehension in just a few hundred years. It can be seen that Zeshan, no matter his means or wisdom, is It is out of reach of ordinary people. Even if thousands of years have passed, his name is still like a thunderbolt, and no one is in awe and admiration when he mentions it. It can be regarded as a long-lived character like a myth.

Lu Ming and the others arrived at the bottom of the mountain, looked at the still foggy mountain peak, and asked Yunluan, "How can this be done?"

Yunluan smiled faintly, and stretched out his hand to release a surging spiritual energy, and a golden light suddenly appeared in the sky, pouring directly in front. After a while, Jin Guang suddenly drove the fog in front of him, and a rugged, winding road suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Jing Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze toward Yunluan was inquiring. This person is really unfathomable, and he can't detect his rank at all with his divine consciousness. The spiritual energy released at that moment is fleeting, but he still explored most of it with the devilish energy. At least two levels higher than himself, it should be impossible to be under the distraction period.

Yunluan saw that the two of them looked slightly surprised, and then explained: "The strength of the formation here is the weakest, and it is the easiest to force the dense fog with aura."

Lu Ming and Jing Mo looked at each other, nodded towards Yunluan, followed behind Yunluan, and flew up all the way with aura, without encountering any obstacles, they successfully reached the Kun-Lai martial art at the top of Kun-Lai Mountain.

Kun-Lai martial art is really rich! This was Lu Ming's first thought after reaching the top of the mountain. The first entry point is a tall building with a big clock on the top of the building. In front of the clock there is a huge black wooden plaque with the word "Kun Lai" written on it. The pen is vigorous and powerful, and it looks solemn and solemn. The tall buildings are long slate stairs with almost no end in sight.

Yunluan said: "This is the Kun-Lai martial art. The two fellow Taoists take a break, and then go to the Forbidden Hall with me to deal with Dao Chang Fang."

Lu Ming nodded and followed Yunluan up the stone steps. He finally finished walking the stone steps. When he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, he was suddenly distracted by a burst of noise.

The three of them looked for their reputation, only to see a blue shirt youth being surrounded by a group of people, punching and kicking, from time to time there were painful groans from the young man's mouth. His face was blue and purple, and he had obviously been beaten for a while, his eyes were slightly closed, and it seemed that he was already struggling to beg for mercy so hard that he was lying on the ground and letting the group beat him.

After Lu Ming saw the young man's face, a familiar feeling suddenly rushed up. He frowned and thought about it carefully. Only then did he remember that this person was He Qingqiu who should still be confined on Chiyu Mountain!

Jing Mo had clearly recognized the other party, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he said to Lu Ming: "Why is he here?"

Lu Ming shook his head. He didn’t inquire the least bit of news about the He family in ten years. He Qingqiu was still being punished in Chiyu Mountain, but he didn’t know what happened in the past ten years. Looking at his clothes, I want to come. He has already paid his respects to Kun-Lai Gate.

One of the white-clothed youths who were beating He Qingqiu, spat at him while beating, and cursed at him: "Aren't you He's very good? Why, are you lying here like a dog now?"

The people around laughed, but their fists showed no signs of stopping, with mockery and contempt on their faces, as if they were looking at a dirty rag. One of them laughed and said: "The general situation of their He family is gone now. He Yuanqi is dead. The whereabouts of the young master He Qingci is also unknown. The mansion also happened to be exposed because of the use of forbidden art refining equipment. His status is inferior to that of a dog. Had it not been for the kindness of the master master who rescued him from the Chiyu Mountain, he would have died out!"

He Qingqiu, who was lying on the ground, couldn't help but froze when he heard the words. A trace of shame and anger flashed in his eyes, but he still didn't say a word, silently bearing the fists that kept greeting him.

When Lu Ming heard the words just now, he didn't feel much in his heart. Unexpectedly, in just ten years, the He family would have fallen, withdrew from the four major refining families, and their status has plummeted. The previously oppressed families have also come to seek revenge, or stand on the sidelines, or secretly framed them. A terrible gore.

As the saying goes, the trees fall down and the walls fall down and everyone pushes them. Seeing him rising from a tall building, seeing him feasting guests, it’s a pity that the wall collapsed overnight, and the prosperity of the past suddenly disappeared, leaving only the infinite bleak and cold scenes. It is really impermanent. Create more people.

Lu Ming sighed faintly, but did not speak, nor stepped forward to rescue him. He just silently watched the actions of a few people in front of him, and his heart turned back and forth, wondering whether he should step forward and rescue the one who had wanted to kill him. people.

Luming was still thinking here, but Yunluan on the side was unhappy. His face suddenly sank, his sword brows were slightly furrowed, he flicked his sleeves vigorously, and shouted forward: "Stop!"

The group of people heard the noise and stopped their movements one after another. I am getting used to being arrogant when I think about it. The young man in the lead hasn't turned his head to see the appearance of the person, and he opened his mouth and cursed: "Which thing is not long-eyed, dare to take care of my uncle's nostalgia!"

Yunluan said faintly, "It's me, don't you know if I have the right to be in charge?"

The group of people finally saw Yunluan's appearance thoroughly, their complexion suddenly turned pale, the cold sweat immediately covered their foreheads, their feet were soft, their knees hit the stone slab heavily, and it took a long time to shake their lips with a tone of voice. With fear and crying, he said, "Palm, master!"

Lu Ming and Jing Mo were shocked, this man turned out to be the head of the Kun-Lai Martial School! The legendary leader who can fight against Shen Mu, the king of the Demon Realm, with one person's power, and still let the other party not get half the benefits, Taoist Yunshan!

Yunluan's eyebrows were indifferent, looking at the person who knelt down in front of him, and said slowly: "Bullying the same school brothers, gathering crowds to fight, disrespectful to the head, according to the rules of the school, what should these three items add up? crime?"

When several people heard this, their expressions couldn't help but turn from white to blue. One of them was enough to expel them from the teacher's door, not to mention three concurrent violations.

Several people banged their heads towards Yunluan, tears and noses streaming out, crying and begging: "Master Master, for the sake of the first offenders of us, please open the net and let it go. Let's do it!"

Yunluan sighed softly, his eyebrows did not move, but he replied softly: "If you break the sect's rules because of a few of you, will someone else make the same mistake next time, will they get a chance to forgive this time? It's true that some of you did something wrong, so you should bear the corresponding consequences."

After all, regardless of the pale faces of the people in front of him, Yun Luan took out a small crane folded into white paper from the Qiankun bag, and muttered a few mantras. The paper crane flapped its wings and flew into the sky. Yun Luan said lightly: "This matter will be transferred to the Forbidden Hall, and Master Fuchen will handle it according to the door rules."

When several people heard that they would be transferred to the Forbidden Palace, they thought of the handsome face but hard-hearted Master Fuchen, and their hearts were suddenly extremely desolate, but their hearts were full of regrets. Unexpectedly, today I happened to meet the head of the Master Wandering back, which is simply too unlucky. When I think of that master Whisk, who is not angry and prestigious, a few people are even more sweaty, and they only hate that time can't be turned back.

The headed young man didn’t give up yet, still kowtow and wept: "Master, in the hands of Master Fuchen, we will have half our lives if we are not dead. Please send me mercy and don’t send me to Fuchen. Go to Master!"

"No need to say more." Yun Luan said lightly, "If you don't want to go to Master Fuchen, you have to go to Storm Valley and endure seven or forty-nine days. Are you willing?"

Several people looked stiff, thinking of the power of Storm Valley, they couldn't help but feel fear in their hearts. This storm valley formation method is natural, a cycle every forty-nine days, during this period, the weather in the storm valley is very strange. Sometimes the fire burns, sometimes the hail hits, sometimes the sun is scorching, sometimes the ice is snowy, and you must beware of the beasts at any time. There is no disciple who has been punished to come out alive.

Ming Duo looked at everything just now, and smiled coldly: "Hmph, he looks like a polite and polite, but his heart is still the same vicious."

Lu Ming secretly communicated with him with spiritual knowledge: "Yunluan didn't do anything wrong, you really are..."

Mingduo hummed coldly to interrupt Lu Ming's words, and said stiffly: "In short, his heart is very bad!"

Lu Ming shook his head helplessly and sighed, but Yun Luan turned around at this moment, glanced at the few people who were kneeling on the ground, and said lightly: "No matter, I will punish you to kneel in the Forbidden Hall for ten hours. If you do it again next time , I threw you into the valley of the storm without mercy."

The few people seemed to have received a special pardon, and hurriedly kowtowed towards Yunluan, stood up and took the punishment to the Forbidden Hall.

Lu Ming stepped forward, stretched out his hand to lift He Qingqiu, and slowly injected aura into his body. Seeing that he had already woke up, he said calmly: "Are you okay?"

He Qingqiu opened his slightly closed eyes, looked at Lu Ming with some confusion, and then opened his eyes wide. There seemed to be countless emotions flashed in his eyes for a moment, there was surprise, anger, shame, but even more. Much is anger.

He gritted his teeth, slapped Lu Ming's hand away, and said angrily: "Are you here to see me making a joke? You don't need to be kind!"

Lu Ming glanced at him. He didn't see any mood swings in his eyes. He just turned around and said to Yunluan and Jing Mo: "Let's go, it's okay."

Jing Mo nodded, gave He Qingqiu a cold look, followed Lu Ming silently, and walked forward.

He Qingqiu looked at the gradually disappearing back figure in front of him, and for a moment there was a mixture of five flavors in his heart. The old past seemed to come to his mind for an instant, and the stubborn and unyielding young man appeared in front of him. He was deliberately humiliated by himself, but the look in his eyes has never been. Extinguished. Thinking of falling into this field, being humiliated arbitrarily, and not as good as pigs and dogs, my heart is not only desolate and infinite. After a long time, he turned up to the sky and laughed, with infinite bitterness and sourness in his voice, which made people tremble.

Not far away, Lu Ming heard He Qingqiu’s laughter, and sighed secretly in his heart, and then whispered to Yunluan: "Please also take care of He Qingqiu a lot in the future, so that he will not suffer too much. Grievance. If he still does not reflect on repentance in the future, please also ask the head to punish him, and don’t let him fall into the ranks of evil spirits."