Chapter 375 The Old Feud Between the Masters

"White Queer" Ancestor Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and stared at the old Taoist Bai. A white sword light above his head turned into a rainbow of light that was more than ten feet long and shot up.

The two immortal powers collided, and they really used their own cultivation to resist. Ancestor Jiang Yun was only one step away from the thirty-fifth-grade Celestial Immortal. He received many benefits from the Ten Thousand Immortals Star and was nourished by the immortal energy in the Ao Xian Mansion. Now most of his body has squeezed into the thirty-fifth-grade Celestial Immortal. , his cultivation has increased a lot. The old Taoist whom he called Bai Que'er was actually a solid thirty-sixth-grade Heavenly Immortal. When their immortal power collided, Bai Que'er naturally suffered a huge loss.

There was blood flowing out of ancestor Jiang Yun's seven orifices, but there was not much blood, just some blood drops dripping down. But the old Taoist Bai Que was in bad luck. His seven orifices were like a broken faucet, and blood kept flowing down. Especially when the stars were flashing in front of his eyes and his ears were buzzing, his immortal soul was so shaken that he almost fainted on the ground.

In one blow, Taoist Baique was seriously injured. Ancestor Jiang Yun was only slightly shocked. He raised his sword light without mercy and was about to strike at Taoist Baique with all his strength. Seeing how powerful and aggressive the ancestor Jiang Yun was, Old Taoist Mo Luan couldn't help but shouted angrily: "Jiang Yun, you are so brave. Do you dare to hurt someone here?"

With a finger, a green light shot out, and Old Taoist Mo Luan also used his sword light to greet Old Ancestor Jiang Yun.

The two of them were only thirty feet away from each other. The sword light was fast, and the blue and white sword lights were intertwined quickly. Like two huge pythons entangled and squirming with each other, the two sword lights more than ten feet long clanked in the air, and the strong light stung people's eyes with severe pain. Not long after, a whine was heard, and the old Taoist Mo Luan grunted and stepped back more than ten steps, his face suddenly turned pale.

Ancestor Jiang Yun snorted coldly, stretched out his hand and struck the sword light in the air, and a white fairy sword no more than six inches long fell into his hand. A little orb-shaped white cold light flickers on the sword light, and the flying sword jumps and flies like a living creature, showing a compelling spirituality. There was no damage at all on the flying sword, and it was still shining brightly.

The cyan sword light fell heavily to the ground. It was a strange-shaped flying sword about nine inches long and shaped like a cyan bird. There were two cyan sword wings on the blade, and the shape was elegant and simple. However, the flying sword's blade was densely covered with jagged gaps. It was obvious that the flying sword had been damaged and could no longer be used.

Wu Qi lowered his head and sneered. Ancestor Jiang Yun's flying sword had one hundred and twenty Innate Qi Taibai Po Xu Pearls. Although it is a treasure that is not truly formed, its power is also extraordinary. With the blessing of these one hundred and twenty orbs, the power of ancestor Jiang Yun's fairy sword has been greatly improved, at least reaching the level of a high-grade fairy sword. Although Old Taoist Mo Luan's flying sword is not bad, it is also a low-grade fairy sword. How can it withstand the close-range slashing attack of the innate Gengjin Qi?

Ancestor Jiang Yun laughed loudly, "Haha", opened his mouth and swallowed his flying sword. He said to Mo Luan, "Uncle, thank you for your advice."

The Green Staff Immortal laughed "hehe".

He nodded to the ugly old Taoist Mo Luan and said, "Senior brother, it would be too much for you to draw a sword against a junior. Hey, hey, it's just a sword draw, and you actually lost to Jiang Yun. Have you taken in a concubine recently?" Too many, are you running out of energy?"

Old Taoist Mo Luan and Qingzhang Immortal Weng are both elders of the Yuanhua Sect, and both of them are thirty-second grade heavenly immortals. However, the two of them have always been at odds with each other, and the two disciples also had a lot of friction on weekdays, but it was just limited to the Yuanhua Sect's rules and they didn't dare to really break out into conflicts.

Today, he missed a move, and his flying sword was destroyed by a junior of ancestor Jiang Yun. Taoist Mo Luan's face looked as ugly as if his whole family had just died, and he was so angry that his whole body was trembling slightly. After hearing the teasing and sarcastic words of the Green Staff Immortal, Taoist Mo Luan became even more angry and his eyes were red. He stared at the Green Staff Immortal and said coldly: "Okay, very good."

With a wave of his sleeves, Taoist Mo Luan grabbed Taoist Bai Que, who was still unconscious and had no idea where he was, and raised a ray of green light and led the many monks behind him into a rainbow and flew away. The Green Staff Immortal laughed ‘haha’ and was about to speak when Wu Qi had already bolted out.

Grabbing the blue bird-shaped flying sword that Taoist Mo Luan had thrown away on the ground, Wu Qi stuffed the flying sword into the black dragon spirit ring and smiled at the stunned Green Staff Immortal: "Even if this sword is broken, you can still recycle it. Materials. The disciple is very poor, so this broken flying sword will be cheaper for the disciple."

Whether it is the Wutu Dragon Scale Shield or the Demon God Puppet, they can absorb various materials for evolution. With this low-grade immortal weapon, Wu Qi was confident that the power of these little things on his body would be enhanced. Even though his actions just now were a bit like picking up rags, he didn't care about that much anymore.

Shaking his head, the Green Staff Immortal smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, your uncle Mo Luan is very generous. A mere flying sword is nothing."

With a sneer, the Green Stick Immortal raised his head to look at the sky and whispered: "Jiang Yun, please explain some things clearly to these children later. Don't accept other people's calculations in your own mountain gate. This is too shameless." ”

Ancestor Jiang Yun wiped the blood off his face, responded respectfully, and then nodded to Wu Qi with great satisfaction. Taoist Mo Luan's cyan flying sword can still be repaired if it takes some materials and effort. But with Wu Qi snatching it from his hands, no matter how thick-skinned Taoist Mo Luan was, he would never be able to ask for it from Wu Qi. Being able to destroy a Taoist Mo Luan's portable immortal weapon makes Patriarch Jiang Yun very happy.

The Green Staff Immortal, whose face suddenly turned red and whose energy and energy had greatly improved, held his head high and led Wu Qi and his entourage into the House of Internal Affairs.

Several young Taoist priests in white silk robes hurriedly came forward and kowtowed to the Green Staff Immortal: "Uncle Taishi, I am sorry for missing you from so far away. I don't know why Grandmaster Uncle is here. Any pointers?"

The Green Staff Immortal snorted coldly, glared at the deacon disciples of the House of Internal Affairs and said coldly: "What did Mo Luan do here just now?"

A young Taoist hurriedly reported back: "Uncle Mo Luan, Grand Master, brought his great uncle Baique Master, who was a disciple a hundred thousand years ago, back to the mountain gate. He also brought more than a hundred of his disciples, saying that he wanted to represent our sect. This time it’s a gambling fight with the Huiling Sect.”

The Green Staff Immortal sneered and looked at Ancestor Jiang Yun: "Jiang Yun, it seems that our children have competitors."

Ancestor Jiang Yun smiled brightly and said confidently: "This opportunity will not be taken away by them." Ancestor Jiang Yun is very confident - Taoist Baique, how can you still find one or two? A treasure star that was sealed before the calamity? Can there be so many good elixirs and magic weapons to be rewarded to disciples? A Ten Thousand Immortal Star, this is the confidence of ancestor Jiang Yun.

In Wu Qi's ears, the subtle voice of Patriarch Jiang Yun suddenly sounded: "Disciples, remember, Mo Luan is your master's enemy. Bai Que is my master's life and death rival. When my master left, In the Yuanhua Sect, it was because of Bai Que that I cut off his arm with a sword. This is a big feud. You must be careful in your actions. If you conflict with his disciples, you must not show mercy."

Wu Qi nodded to Ancestor Jiang Yun, then glanced at Princess Zhang Le.

As a result, Princess Zhangle and Catfish didn't take Patriarch Jiang Yun's words seriously at all. Princess Zhang Le looked at the solemn and solemn decorations in the Internal Affairs Hall with great interest, which was very different from the style of the Forbidden Palace of the Great Yan Dynasty. As for Catfish, she stared hard at the young Taoists in white robes, with saliva oozing out of the corners of her mouth.

Wu Qi and his party, led by the white-clothed Taoists, slowly arrived at a hall deep in the Internal Affairs Hall.

Here, everyone registered their name and cultivation level, and then each received several sets of Yunhua Sect's standard robes and waist badges made of white jade. The methods of the immortal family are different from those of ordinary people. Several deacons from the House of Internal Affairs brushed their hands over these waist badges, and the names of Wu Qi and others appeared on them, as well as their status within the Yunhua Sect - the Qingmu Peak lineage, and the outer sect's disciples so-and-so

Ancestor Jiang Yun’s waist tag was marked with the lineage of Qingmu Peak. On the back of Jiang Yun’s waist tag, an outer disciple, was additionally marked with eye-catching golden writing: Thirty-sixth Grade Celestial Immortal, Outer Sect office of elder

After finishing all this, the deacon disciples of the House of Internal Affairs presented another one hundred and eleven thumb-sized dark black jade slips. This is the 'soul slip' most commonly used by people in the Immortal Sect. A trace of spiritual thought is put into the jade slip. If it is injured, the jade slip will make a clear sound; if there is life or death, the jade slip will crack; if the divine seal throne is beaten When the soul is gone, the jade slip will be shattered. This is the ultimate method used by the immortal sect to understand the situation of the disciples, so as to send rescuers or follow the traces of revenge in case of emergency.

The Baiyun Immortal Sect is not very strong, and it is like a local bully in the Liyuan Star Territory. It is not prepared for things like the Soul-Resident Jian. The Yuanhua Sect is very powerful, and in a place like the Purotian Realm where there are many powerful immortal sects, the soul-sending slips must be properly prepared. Otherwise, a large number of disciples will be killed outside, and the sect has not received any news. This will be a great threat to the foundation and inheritance of an immortal sect.

This was also the first time Wu Qi saw the Soul-Returning Slip. To make this kind of jade slip, you need a relatively rare 'Earth-centered Water Abyss Soul-Sending Black Jade'. In addition to making the Soul-Sending Slip, this kind of jade can also be used to make some magic weapons of ghosts and strange sects. The best material, stolen from the scriptures, is listed as the eighth grade genius treasure.

After inserting a ray of spiritual consciousness into the soul-sending slip, the deacon disciple of the Internal Affairs Hall quickly carved Wu Qi's name and origin on the soul-sending slip. Then someone sent the soul-sending slip back to the mountain gate and stored it in a special storage room. In the Soul Palace.

After finishing all this, the Green Staff Immortal took Wu Qi and others out of the Internal Affairs Hall. He smiled and said: "Let's go to Qingmu Peak to rest first. Over the years, the old Taoist has refined thousands of green baskets." There are several tanks of wine that have been stored for tens of thousands of years. I just want to dig them out today and drink them to my heart’s content.”

Spiritual wine for ten thousand years? Wu Qi's eyes lit up. The wine made by immortal cultivators has always had the magical effect of improving one's skills and mana. As for the ten-thousand-year-old spiritual wine, no need to ask, its effectiveness is absolutely extraordinary.

The group of people walked out of the House of Internal Affairs happily. Before they could fly into the clouds, a ray of white light fell in front of everyone.

A middle-aged man dressed as a scholar appeared in front of everyone with a sullen face, and he always scolded him when he saw him.

"Qingzhang, did you injure your nephew Baique for no reason? Bullying the younger ones with the big one, you are so powerful."