Chapter 223 Old-Fashioned
The silver-haired witch's proposal made the little girl laugh.
"Senior sister has such a vicious plan... If the master doesn't come out, are you going to kill the members of the Black Lotus Sect, one by one, until he comes out?"
"It's just this kind of drama, isn't it too old-fashioned? Hostage threats or something, so old-fashioned that I feel ashamed for you, Junior Sister... Can't you think of a new method?"
"Such an old-fashioned method will damage your reputation."
The ghost old monster said with a smile, yin and yang are strange.
Shuang Chenyue looked at her coldly, and said: "Then why don't you say something old-fashioned? Shut up if you can't speak. If you don't speak, no one will think you are dumb."
The little girl suddenly said pitifully: "I'm worried about you, Senior Sister..."
Shuang Chenyue looked at her with cold eyes, and snorted coldly: "Worry? You don't need to worry! You want to take care of yourself!"
After finishing speaking, Shuang Chenyue directly left the teahouse and headed out of the city.
The little girl watched her senior sister leave and sighed: "Senior sister is still as casual as ever..."
"With such a boring personality, it's no wonder Master abandoned her. Which man would like such a serious and old-fashioned... Are you right? Master Jingxin."
The little girl looked at the monk in plain clothes.
Jing Xin sighed, and said: "Young monk is just a monk, not a man, I don't understand what grandma said."
The little girl moved her eyes up and down, and said with a giggle: "Aren't you a man? But grandma thinks, you are quite a man... I am afraid that there are not many men in the world who can be as cute as you."
Put your palms together and chant the Buddha's name in a low voice.
The little girl laughed and said, "The little monk is really timid... Guess, my senior sister went to the Black Lotus Sect to threaten to kill people, can I force my heartless master out?"
Jing Xin hesitated, shaking her head: "I don't know... but if I remember correctly, the saintesses of the Black Lotus Sect seem to have the cultivation base of being tired of living."
The little girl slapped her forehead suddenly, and said, "That's right! Why did I forget such an important thing? The senior sister called at the door and threatened that if she ran into that black lotus saint, wouldn't she be killed?"
The little girl looked into the distance, and said: "Forget it, the senior sister has already gone, and it's too late to remind her. And she is so powerful, she must not be afraid of the Holy Maiden of the Black Lotus."
The little girl smiled brightly.
Outside the city, the main altar of the Black Lotus Sect.
Cold white snow covers the mountains.
The Black Lotus Sect General Altar, which is located between the mountain depressions, is a villa covering an extremely wide area.
Many members of the Black Lotus Sect practice martial arts in the snow to keep fit.
This scene seems to be somewhat imposing.
However, after a figure came from the sky and landed outside the main altar of the Black Lotus Sect, the members of the Black Lotus Sect who were performing martial arts in the snow stopped one after another.
They looked at the sudden guest in awe and vigilance, not knowing what happened.
The existence that can fly into the sky is not something ordinary congregants like them can provoke.
One of the protectors stepped forward and said respectfully: "Dare to ask this fairy elder, what can you do?"
In the sky full of snow, the silver-haired witch standing in the snow sneered, and said, "Go and call out your Black Lotus Holy Envoy, I need to find him."
"This..." The guardian was in trouble: "Return to the head of the immortal, the holy envoy is not in the main altar for the time being. If you need to find him, you can tell me, and I will tell you when the holy envoy returns."
The silver-haired witch nodded: "Okay! Then you can tell the Holy Envoy of Black Lotus."
"I'll come back in three days. If I don't see him then, I'll cleanse the Black Lotus Sect's main altar and kill all of you... Do what you say! I hope he can do what he wants!"
After speaking, without giving the guardian any time to react, Shuang Chenyue turned around and flew away.
A group of terrified and angry Black Lotus believers were left behind.
"This woman actually threatened us!"
"It must be an evil heretic! He came to provoke the envoy!"
The believers of the Black Lotus Sect were shocked and angry, but also a little scared.
However, this is not the first time that this kind of thing that was threatened by a demon came to the door.
Last time, a group of demons threatened the door, but they were slaughtered by the envoy on the way back.
Therefore, the believers of the Black Lotus Sect were not very worried, but they were just confused about where the demons came from to dare to provoke the envoy.
In the mountains, Kong Ning, who had been sitting on the bed refining demon power and practicing the spirit-swallowing magic art, suddenly opened his eyes.
His expression was a little gloomy.
Such a reaction made both Wan'er and Liu Ruxue look at him.
Even Hong Dou, the silent maid holding the sword in the corner, looked over.
Caiwei asked curiously: "Master, what happened?"
Under everyone's gaze, Kong Ning let out a long breath, and said, "The silver-haired witch, Shuang Chenyue, ran to the main altar of the Black Lotus Sect."
"She said that she will go to the main altar of the Black Lotus Sect in three days. If she doesn't see me, she will bloodbath the Black Lotus Sect and kill everyone in the Black Lotus Sect..."
"The ghost I stayed at the main altar, the news came back..."
Kong Ning's expression is not very good-looking.
In the current Black Lotus Sect main altar, Zhu Yan is retreating. Out of safety considerations, Kong Ning sent more than a dozen ghosts to secretly protect Zhu Yan who was in retreat.
But I didn't expect to receive such a message.
The usual cold expression of the maid Hong Dou was a little nervous at this moment.
As a member of the Black Lotus Sect, her affection for the Black Lotus Sect is definitely not comparable to that of other people present.
Even Kong Ning checked, Hong Dou was originally an orphan, raised by the Black Lotus Sect. For Hongdou, the Black Lotus Sect is her home...
But even though she was nervous and caring, this maid still upheld the order of superiority and inferiority, remained silent, and did not dare to intervene.
Liu Ruxue frowned and said: "With our current strength, it is impossible to confront that monster head-on..."
Wan'er looked at Kong Ning: "Captain Ning, how long will it take for you to break through to the state of being tired of living?"
Kong Ning was a little speechless: "It's far from..."
There is a difference between the state of being tired of living and the state of primordial spirit.
Yuanshen Realm condenses Yinshen and Yangshen, allowing Yuanshen to roam the world.
As for the dreadful environment, it is one step closer. The primordial spirit is thoroughly condensed, and it is necessary to explore the origin, go straight to the original heart, dig out one's own special talents, and temper the supreme supernatural powers.
It is also known as, tired of living in the world and returning to the source, and sending rain to all wombs to return to ten continents.
This difficulty is much more difficult than when refining the air realm and breaking through to the primordial spirit realm.
Going straight to the heart, asking the source, and tempering the supreme supernatural powers... No matter which one of them, it is extremely difficult.
Not to mention that three must be achieved at the same time in order to succeed.
Even if Kong Ning is not disturbed by inner demons, and his cultivation base can be easily obtained, but to break through the last boundary, he can only rely on himself.
Even if everything goes well, you will have to retreat for three to five months, or even a year or two.
It is normal for ordinary practitioners to fail in the final breakthrough after ten or eight years of retreat under the condition of mental demons disturbing them.
In just three days, how could it be possible to break through to the state of boredom... The difference is too much.