Chapter 175

Seeing that the disciples of the discipline hall came, it was always wrong to kill people face to face. Qingtan carried a flying sword and stabbed Lei Meng's limbs several times. Then he stopped.

After receiving the magic weapon, she angrily pointed to Lei Meng on the ground and said, "this man is a barbarian spy. I doubt the golden body hall can escape. Go to longsaliva gorge first and catch all the people of the golden body hall. Don't let one go!"

After that, she took out the jade slips of quick communication, exchanged them with divine knowledge, looked up and said, "I have informed the senior master that she is coming soon! Go quickly. As soon as the senior master arrives, we will go later!"

The disciples of the commandment hall are the peak of Huashen. They were stunned when they heard the speech.

Although his accomplishments are not as good as Qingtan, as a disciple of the discipline hall, his identity is not much lower than Qingtan. Now the other party directly instructs him to do things so domineering that he can't keep his face.

Just wanted to ridicule a few words, but he heard what Qingtan said behind him, and his face immediately changed again.

Qingtan is a disciple of an elder in Qingmu hall. The elder is an expert in Yuanying period. He can be regarded as a high-level figure in the whole Fuyu sect, but he can't afford it. But why are experts at that level coming here?

Although he hesitated, he did a good job on his face and nodded his head in a hurry. However, he was kind-hearted. He felt that if he left Lei Meng here, he would be poisoned by the woman as soon as he left. He winked at several of his men. A group of people raised Lei Meng and shouted: "Go, take this spy to the golden body hall to testify!"

At this time, many people came from a distance. Most of them were friars of various halls with flying magic weapons. They gathered together noisily. No one noticed. One of them was a disciple in a khaki robe, with no emblem of Fuyu Sect on his chest. At this time, he was staring at Qingtan angrily...

Xiang Yang didn't find the precious stone in the underground cave. He had no choice but to leave. With his current cultivation, it was only a moment to drive on Fengbao silk back to longsaliva gorge, but when he passed Danxue mountain, he found that the place had completely changed. He looked more curiously and happened to encounter it.

After a closer look, I found that the man who fell in a pool of blood was Lei Meng. He was so angry that he almost didn't directly offer a magic weapon to kill the woman. An immortal in the early stage of Dan knot was like a mole ant to him. What is it?

However, after exploring with his spiritual sense, he found that although Lei Meng looked miserable, most of them were flesh and blood injuries. He was a little wider in his heart, so he held back and didn't shoot directly.

In the gossip of the people next to him, Xiang Yang already understood the matter. In disgust, Xiang, who had climbed up and hid behind Qingtan, looked at it first, with a cold flash in his eyes.

He wanted to see how the discipline Hall of Fuyu sect would deal with this matter, and what kind of great man the Qingtan master was. If they were birds of a feather, they would be a nest.

Before long, the people of the discipline hall took Lei Meng to the Yunzhou and directly swept towards the longsaliva gorge. A group of onlookers with flying magic weapons followed up noisily. Even in the hill, they found a familiar elder, rubbed his face against the Yunzhou and followed.

Xiang Yang's Taifeng treasure silk was invisible and colorless. It was too conspicuous to use it, so he took out a Taoist flying sword at will and went to resist the wind.

It was not far from here to longsaliva gorge. Before long, a group of people had reached the ground and fell directly above the gorge. Xiang Yang looked at the familiar scene and his nose was inexplicably sour.

This is the starting point for his cultivation of immortality and the second home after the fishing village. The kindness of those old people to himself is remembered by him.

But now look, the whole Canyon is dead. The original scene of chicken flying and dog jumping has disappeared. There are not even a few pigs left in the pigsty. When so many people arrive, the hut is still quiet, there is no movement, not even going out to watch the excitement.

Xiang Yang's spirit was so strong that he fell on the mud in the middle of the hut. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he immediately swept all the huts, and then was stunned.

Originally, there were more than 30 people in the golden body hall. Except Xiang Yang and Lei Meng, they were all old people. At this time, there were more than 20 lying in the thatched cottages. Each of them was haggard, and several of them were even dying.

Among his three masters, Yu tie, the second master, and Gu Zhen, the third master, were not included, while Fu Gu, the master, was lying alone in his hut, his face was like gold paper, his breath was like a hairspring, and his saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. It was obvious that he was dying.

Xiang Yang took his sword and ran to Fu Gu's hut. At this time, the disciples of the discipline hall had also begun to enter the house to find people. In the chaos, his actions were insignificant and few people noticed.

As soon as he entered the hut, a sour smell came to his nostrils. Xiang Yang didn't mind. He rushed directly to Fu Gu's bed, carefully picked him up, leaned against his arm, and reached out to wipe off the saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Fu Gu obviously ran out of oil. Although he felt that someone had picked him up, he still struggled for a long time to open a fine slit in his eyelids. His turbid eyes looked at Xiang Yang for a long time. Suddenly, he stared a little wider, and his pale lips wriggled: "Yang... Yang er..."

It took him a cup of tea to say these intermittent words, followed by a drop of hot tears in the corner of his eyes.

"Master, it's me! I'm back..." Xiang Yang's eyes were wet and his heart moved. A green breath was introduced into Fu Gu's body from the palm close to his back.

In addition to the cultivation in the dreamland of time, after more than ten years, although he still couldn't command the source fire and Hongmeng remnant branches in the sea, he established a slight connection with the fairy seedling of climbing the sky tree. At ordinary times, he can use a little of its power. This wood energy from climbing the sky tree is very beneficial to the body and spirit.

What kind of treasure is climbing the sky tree? The effect is obvious. Fu Gu trembled, a trace of blood appeared on his gray face, and his breath became stronger. Before long, he stretched out his hand and stroked Xiang Yang's face: "am I dreaming? It's really Yang er? You're back..."

"Master, it's really me! I'm unfilial... You've suffered!" Xiang Yang's tears in his eyes could no longer be restrained, rolled down, hugged Fu Gu and cried bitterly.

In fact, he was very resolute. During the trial, he never shed more than half a tear when he was in a desperate situation several times, but at this time, he showed his true feelings and made no secret of it.

I'm back, although I don't know why you become like this, but I swear, with me, I'll never let you suffer again!