Chapter 319 True Love Is a Scheme

"I——" Ji Xun said slowly. Wu Yi suddenly felt his robe being pulled. He turned around and saw that it was Shan Hui who was pulling it. There was a pleading look in her eyes, wanting Wu Yi to help the woman.

But Wu Yi was an outsider, so how could he intervene? He would not be able to please both sides, and he would get into trouble. He gave Shan Hui a look of waiting and watching.

Ji Xun suddenly roared, gritted his teeth, and said without looking at the thin man: "This is the golden thorn sword my grandfather gave me. It is made of the spine of a giant shark."

As he said that, Ji Xun raised the sword high and urged it to move. A giant shark with an extremely ferocious face came out, it was real, opened its bloody mouth, and seemed to be able to swallow half a day in one bite, biting the thin man.

The man's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated. His sleeves trembled, and his pale and bloodless arms turned into tentacles, extending and wrapping around the giant shark.

Wherever the giant shark passed, the tentacles were cut off one after another. The thin man was in pain and sweated coldly. He suddenly sprayed thick ink to cover his body.

This ink was very strange. It had the power to reverse the five elements and confuse yin and yang. Wu Yi's spiritual consciousness tried to find its true body, but it was polluted a lot.

The giant shark was originally transformed from the pure gold gas. After being stained by this ink, it showed its original form. It was just a sword light, but it was fierce and unparalleled, stirring the ink everywhere.

When the ink dispersed, the thin man's figure disappeared. No one knew where he was hiding. The sword light lost its target and slowly disappeared. I don't know if it dispersed.

"This thing--" As soon as the thin man showed his figure, the sword light jumped to his neck three inches away like a piranha that smelled blood. As long as Ji Xun moved his mind, he could take his life.

"Ji Xun, are you going to break the contract?" The thin man didn't dare to use the rogue chicken to mock Ji Xun, but he was also very angry and called him by his name.

Ji Xun took a deep breath, "Don't let me see you again." He threw the golden thorn sword at the thin man. This sword was full of evil spirits and golden light. It was not an ordinary thing at first glance. It was also a top-grade one among the mysterious weapons.

The thin man snorted, took the golden thorn sword, and turned into a rainbow and left. I don't know if he didn't expect the sharpness of the golden thorn sword. He was not careful for a while, and there were some bloodstains left on the spot.

"Daoyou is really a love-sick man." Wu Yi witnessed everything and praised.

Ji Xun waved his hand, knowing that Wu Yi had seen through his thoughts. This was a supporting role and helping him. He said with a serious face: "A real man has his own way and his own way. It's just a sword. What's the big deal."

If Wu Yi hadn't keenly discovered that there was a hint of heartache in his eyebrows, he would have almost concealed it. However, Ji Xun's self-torture strategy obviously gained a lot.

A yellow figure took a step and threw herself on him, leaving a red mark on his face without caring about the public. Then she seemed to realize that her behavior was inappropriate, her face flushed, and she buried her face in Ji Xun's chest in shame, acting like an ostrich.

As for the surroundings, from time to time, the female cultivators of Kun Dao could be heard to speak envious words, with little stars in their eyes. Perhaps it was because of the interests in the cultivation world that many Taoist couples would turn against each other and become enemies.

Suddenly seeing such an alternative, an event that would have made Ji Xun lose face, in the end, Ji Xun gained a lot of good reputation.

Is it worth it for Ji Xun to do this? Wu Yi didn't know, everyone has their own opinions. In the previous occasions, few people could avoid losing face, and even fewer could gain good reputation.

Wu Yi ignored their sweet talk and said, "Friend Ji, since you are here, you have to report to the elders of the sect. Let's say goodbye for now."

Ji Xun originally wanted to follow Wu Yi, but since Wu Yi even moved out of the sect, he had to agree and gave Wu Yi a conch, saying that it was a female conch. Even if it was at the end of the world, as long as Wu Yi ordered, he could come.

Wu Yi looked at the conch with complicated patterns and did not refuse Ji Xun's obvious intention of surrender. He took it and said, "If you are in trouble in the future, you might as well blow the female conch."

As a boss, you must act like a boss. You must protect your younger brothers. If there is no benefit, who would be stupid enough to be your younger brother.

Ji Xun bowed again, hugged the woman and walked towards the group of beautiful women, talking and having a good time.

The outer area of ​​Panlonghai is full of small islands, densely packed, dotted, and connected like a pearl chain. It is the best place to rest.

Except for the troops stationed in some key places, the other islands of the Dragon Clan are open. You only need to report one or two things and hand over goods and spiritual objects to rent them.

Because of this open policy, goods flow all over the world, and the Dragon Clan can enjoy the treasures of all directions and accumulate countless treasures. People often refer to treasures as the treasures of the Dragon King.

As the largest sect of Taoism, Yiqimen naturally rented several islands, and rented them all year round as a place for disciples from the outer sea to stay.

In the past, because the outer sea creatures often attacked and killed disciples, only a few stupid old people stayed here, just as a place for retirement.

Recently, because the Dan Pin Conference is imminent, on the one hand, the Dragon Palace sometimes restrains its subordinates, and on the other hand, the Taoist sect sends many real elders, and the Dharma carriage is solemn, so the outer sea is rare and calm.

Using his identity as a disciple of Yiqimen, Wu Yi quickly found the place where Yiqimen lived. There were six islands in total, and the arrangement was very strange.

From a distance, it looks like a regular hexagon with no defensive blind spots, easy to defend but difficult to attack. I don't know if it was deliberately created by an elder of the Yiqi Gate using his magical powers to move mountains.

After landing on the island, Wu Yi did not find the breath of the array. Maybe the island was really like this naturally. Otherwise, the transferred mountains would become a dead mountain without the support of the original earth veins if they did not set up the array and connect the spiritual energy.

The island was full of palaces, all of which were magnificent and luxurious. From time to time, there were Taoist sounds in the ears, and there was a Taoist style.

From time to time, disciples wearing Yiqimen robes could be seen coming in and out, but more of them were servants. When they saw Wu Yi coming, they looked hesitant. There were only a thousand disciples of Yiqimen in total, and this person looked unfamiliar.

After Wu Yi entered the sect, he worshipped under Zhitianxuan Sect and copied books every day in the History Pavilion. He rarely went out. It was normal that those people did not know Wu Yi.

A Taoist boy walked up to Wu Yi, bowed, unfolded a list, and said: "Please list your name, brother."

Wu Yi took out the card and looked at the list, which showed his name and life story, such as when he entered the sect, when he became a true disciple, who he worshipped, and what skills he practiced.

The Taoist boy glanced at it and said: "Brother, go in. There are still a few empty rooms on Bingzi Street. The ones with green signs are them."

Wu Yi returned the bow and walked in.

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