Please Kill the Demon

Just as the night battle between Chu Liang and Yanbo City was in full swing, colorful auspicious clouds suddenly surged up on Diqiu Mountain in the night, and half of the sky boiled with brilliant colors.

The audience, whose attention was completely attracted by the battle, was still a little distracted, and immediately saw a figure in a dark blue Taoist robe floating down from the center of the auspicious cloud.

"Cangsheng Taoist!" Someone yelled.

Everyone raised their heads after hearing the words, wanting to admire the demeanor of the number one righteous person in the world.

Although the Immortal Gate Conference is grand, for Tianguan practitioners in the seventh and eighth realms, it takes several years or even decades to retreat at a time, and this kind of grand meeting every twelve years does not participate every time.

As for the existence of the level of the head teacher of the nine heavens and ten earths, it is even rarer to show up in front of people, and it is not easy to meet them. What's more, Cangsheng Taoist is still the head teacher of Penglai, and has not appeared in the world for many years.

Can this Fairy Gate Congress actually attract his appearance?

It's a pity that the auspicious cloud swelled for a while and then retracted, and the figure was only a glimpse, and then landed on the top of Diqiu Mountain, and those who reacted slowly lost sight of anything.

The battle between Chu Liang and Du Wuhen in the light curtain was at a critical point, and everyone turned their eyes back to watch the match.

It's just that the arrival of the Daoist Daoist still caused some whispers.

The people in Diqiu Mountain stood up one after another to greet them.

"Daoist Master Cangsheng, the last time I watched the Fairy Gate Conference was more than forty years ago?" Immortal Jiuyi smiled and said, "Why are you so elegant this time, and sent Dharma Bodies to come here?"

The person sitting next to him was dressed in a blue and white Taoist robe, with bamboo hairpins in his hair, with mountain eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a white face and cloud temples, with a solemn and solemn complexion. He looked like a rather old-fashioned middle-aged Taoist priest.

Immortal Nine Doubts can naturally tell at a glance that this Taoist priest is not the Taoist body of the common people, but a phantom Dharma body. For the eighth-level Tianyuan powerhouses, the achievement of comprehending the Dao takes a long time, and few of them can spare their bodies to wander around. Most of them are retreated all year round, and when necessary, the dharma body will also appear.

Just like Master Wen Yuan who is busy all day in the Wuliang Palace in Shushan, it cannot be his real body.

For these big guys, just the arrival of the Dharma Body can already explain some importance. If the real body came, the matter would be serious—mostly for the purpose of fighting.

"Come and see Lin'er." Daoist Cangsheng replied: "It's his first time to leave Penglai, and the Immortal Gate Conference is quite important, so let's see how he is doing."

Hearing his unabashed reply, Immortal Jiuyi couldn't help but murmur in his heart. It is rumored that Qi Lin'er is the illegitimate son of Daoist Daoist Cangsheng, isn't it true?

Otherwise, he would not hide his love at all.

At the same time, he also said in his mouth: "Qi Lin'er's performance in this hundred-door hegemony is quite impressive. He has a record of destroying the team several times by himself. At this age, it is really shocking, even if it is some top-notch talents..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Because at this moment in the light curtain, it was the scene where Qi Lin'er jumped in front of Chu Liang and shouted, and was slapped to death by Chu Liang's backhand.

The air froze for a moment.

It was Cangsheng Taoist who spoke first: "This young man is very nice, which fairy gate is he from?"

"Chu Liang from Mount Shu." Immortal Jiuyi replied: "His performance this time is also very outstanding, but he should not be Yang Shenlong's opponent."

"It should be." Taoist Cangsheng nodded lightly, as if he didn't want to talk too much about Yang Shenlong.

Immortal Nine Doubts didn't say much either.

He probably knew something about the internal situation of Penglai. The status of the Yang family in Penglai was like that of the Lu family before Shushan. They were all immortal families with a glorious past.

His ancestors inherited the blood of the human race Yang Sheng, and there were three Penglai headmasters, the last of which was the master of Cangsheng Taoist.

It's just that Taoist Cangsheng has been deliberately reducing the influence of the Yang family in the early years after he came to power, either overtly or secretly. Back when Yang Buju defected from Penglai to join Yinghuo, there were conspiracy theories claiming that it was Daoist Cangsheng who was worried that the emergence of outstanding young people in the Yang family would threaten his status, so he designed to trap Yang Buju.

Excessive family power in Xianmen is indeed a chronic disease of many sects. No matter how good the place is, if these relationships are involved, it will affect development. Many immortal sects prefer to take in orphans to start, just to avoid complicated kinship.

As Cangsheng's Taoism became higher and higher, and the position in the sect became more and more stable, the so-called "suppression" of the Yang family also slowed down. Immediately, this generation appeared such arrogant people as Yang Shenlong and Yang Yuhu.

Then Immortal Jiuyi felt Chu Liang's huge suction, and then Chu Liang beat Yang Shenlong violently.

Daoist Cangsheng seemed finally unable to see it, and turned around and asked, "Do you think this is normal?"

No wonder he asked the question, the thought of any normal person seeing this place at this moment must be... Is there any shady deal between Shushan and Wuyin?

Master Wen Yuan gave the Immortal Jiuyi a gift, right?

Chu Liang must be cheating.

Otherwise, how could he violently beat Yang Shenlong, whose cultivation level was one level higher?

Although Daoist Cangsheng did not doubt that he would do such a thing, Immortal Jiuyi, as the master of Jingtian gossip, should have an explanation for this.

But Immortal Jiuyi was also at a loss.

He could only feel the powerful vortex of power erupting from Chu Liang, which almost sucked him dry. As for the source of this power, he didn't know.

With a quick sweep of his consciousness, he could find out that Chu Liang had taken some kind of elixir, but he didn't know what kind of elixir it was.

Facing the doubts from the Daoist Daoists, Jiuyi Immortal's mind moved slightly.

I heard him answer: "It seems that taking some kind of elixir to enhance the power is a method within the rules."

As the person in charge of Jingtian gossip, his words play a vital role. If his approval is within the rules, then there is no problem. If he also questioned this elixir, he would have to investigate Chu Liang.

After all, it is like an artifact. If it can seriously affect the outcome of the battle and greatly exceeds the difference in cultivation level, it will be investigated. After all, such things will make the competition meaningless.

Everything has a limit.

It's just that Immortal Jiuyi directly determined the nature, which means that although the effect of this elixir is strong, it is also limited, so there is no room for discussion.

As to whether this is really the case, no one else can say it more forcefully than he.

Daoist Cangsheng didn't say a word afterward, seemingly indifferent, but in fact he should be in a bad mood. After all, he traveled all the way to see Qi Lin'er's performance, only to see that he was slapped to death and Penglai was almost eliminated.

No one will be too happy.

...

It's not just the losers who are unhappy.

As the winner, Chu Liang was not in a good mood.

Under his instruction, Monk Pushan collected the soul crystal, sacrificed a big bell, and found a nearby valley to hide with Chu Liang.

Chu Liang's whole body was stiff and he couldn't move at all. Not to mention circulating his true energy, even lifting his little finger was a luxury. The sharp pain like a knife slashed in his body all the time, making him miserable.

It turns out that when the elixir was introduced, it was said that you should pay attention to moderation, did you mean this?

The quarter of an hour after eating the Whale Swallowing Promise Pill, one can indeed freely cultivate one's cultivation, which is quite refreshing. But how much qi was overdrawn at that time, and how much backlash he would experience later. At this moment, he is suffering the price of being young and unrestrained.

For Chu Liang at this time, there was good and bad news.

The good news is that Pushan is around.

Thanks to the monk who took him to escape and hide, otherwise he might have to lie in place all the time, and someone would pick him up at some point.

The bad news is that Pushan is around.

"At first I thought you were going to die? It's amazing, you can really defeat Yang Shenlong, no wonder you were so confident when you went..." Pu Shan said.

"Ah." Chu Liang replied.

"If it wasn't for Yang Shenlong's brazen attack to destroy our two large troops, I guess you would have kept this trick hidden until the battle of the imperial city, right? You're really cunning..." Pu Shan asked again.

"Yes." Chu Liang replied.

"I think it was because Jiang Yuebai's elimination aroused your anger. It is true that you became a beauty when you became angry. To be honest, when you rushed into Yanbo City at the beginning, I really thought you were ashamed and wanted to die for love..." Pu Good and good.

"Fuck you." Chu Liang replied.

"..." Pu Shan gave another burst of hearty output. Chu Liang couldn't resist at all, and just listened silently there, and then he didn't even feel like amused.

Such as listening to fairy music ears temporarily ringing.

After a while, he said again: "Pushan, do you have a knife?"

"I don't use that kind of weapon. I only have a knife for cutting fruit. What do you want?" Pushan asked.

"As long as you can give me a good time..." Chu Liang said with a heart ashamed, "Any kind of knife will do."