Recently, there was a news from Xiaotian Pavilion: Scarlet Cloud Demon Venerable is going to besiege the fairy world again.

Because of Xiaotian Pavilion's reputation, no one would question the authenticity of this news, and the five sects are actively preparing for the battle.

This day, Yuqing had just finished training the new disciples at Huiwutai, when she received an urgent order from the master, she rushed to the Wuji Hall in a hurry.

Yu Qing stepped on a wild blue bird with wide feathers and glowing all over, and flew straight towards the Wuji Hall.

The flying speed of the ghost fire bird was much faster than that of the phoenix, and within a short while, Yu Qing had already landed in front of the Wuji Hall.

"Qing'er, you are always in such a hurry..."

Yu Qing sighed, turned around and said, "Hey, Uncle! It's already this time, so don't talk about me."

Mo Xian's eyes were full of smiles, "You little brat, why don't you be rude when you see me as an uncle?"

Yu Qing pursed her lips, her eyes were full of resentment, and she said in a strange way: "Yu Qing has met Master Uncle, I wish Master Uncle's magic power is boundless."

Mo Xian was immediately amused, and a gust of wind blew peach blossom petals onto Mo Xian's head, and he was as beautiful as the person in the painting, "Boundless magic power? Qing'er, Qing'er, grow some refreshments..."

Yu Qing stared at him with piercing eyes, and now Mo Xian felt a little embarrassed, "Why?"

Yu Qing showed a smirk, and gently leaned into Mo Xian's ear, and said slowly: "Master, has anyone told you that you are really human, no, you are absolutely beautiful in the fairy world!"

Mo Xian blushed all of a sudden, and shouted loudly, "You bastard, you dare to tease your uncle!" As he said that, he was about to make a hand gesture, Yu Qing hurriedly dodged, blinked at Mo Xian, and slipped into the room. In the Promise Palace.

In the Promise Hall, Yan Yu sat on the Phoenix Jade Throne with a solemn expression, as if he was thinking about something.

The elders of Yan Qingzong came one after another, Yu Qing and Mo Xian stood on both sides of Yan Yu's seat.

Seeing that everyone had come together, Yan Yu said slowly, "Fei Qianji's letter of challenge is here."

Mo Xian was taken aback for a moment, and then said: "So fast... I don't know what kind of panacea this Fei Qianji took, what kind of adventure he had, and he jumped from the transformation of the gods to the great perfection of the catastrophe in just ten years." , I am afraid that if you give him a few more years, he will be Mahayana..."

Upon hearing this, the elder of the Discipline Hall said with disdain: "I'm afraid it has something to do with that distant relative of Elder Bai...Who would have thought that such a disaster would happen?"

Elder Bai is also a great power at the stage of transforming gods. When he heard this, his eyes almost burst out, "Bai Lianbi willingly degenerates and joins the demons. My Bai family has already kicked him out of the genealogy. This person has been deleted from the list of disciples a long time ago, since he is not from my Bai family, why should the elder Shangguan be like that gossip woman, talking endlessly?"

Elder Shangguan didn't expect Elder Bai to slap him in such a way, and said angrily: "Who are you calling a gossip woman? You dare to stand up! You dare to stand up! You..."

"Enough!" Yan Yu directly interrupted the two of them, "Foreign enemies are coming, we should first formulate a strategy to deal with them, Qing'er...what do you think?"

Yu Qing thought for a while, and said: "At present, Fei Qianji is coming in a menacing manner, and it seems that we have a plan in our minds. We must take precautions in advance, but now Xiaotian Pavilion has delivered the news in a timely manner, and the five major sects have enough time to prepare. Right now, we must pay attention. It is to strengthen the prohibition in the sect, and you can send special personnel to guard it. In addition, a curfew is imposed to strictly control the travel of the disciples to prevent spies from getting in; but there is no need to worry too much. What's more, we have a deep foundation, and if we can't do it, we will consume each other. I am confident that I, Yan Qingzong, will be able to win a complete victory."

Mo Xian nodded in relief, Yan Yu's expression softened, and he said calmly, "Do you have any objections to what Qing'er said?"

Elder Bai hastily said: "Your esteemed teacher produces a high-level disciple, and the disciples under his seat are indeed extraordinary. We have no objection."

Elder Shangguan smiled contemptuously, and said mockingly: "Elder Bai has said everything I want to say, Elder Bai, what do you think we should say?"

Elder Bai was extremely angry, but it was not easy to get angry in front of the immortal, so he held back and said: "Since the elder Shangguan has no objection, then please respect the emperor!"

Yan Yu remained silent, just stared straight at the table, the whole hall became silent immediately, everyone didn't even dare to breathe when they saw this.

After a while, Yan Yu said slowly: "Just do as Qing'er said. In addition, Elder Mo, you are responsible for contacting the other four sects. From today onwards, you should do your best to prevent the demons from invading."

Everyone took orders in unison, so after Yan Yu ordered a few more words, he told everyone to retreat, leaving only Mo Xian and Yu Qing in the hall.

After everyone had left, Yu Qing sensed that there were no idle people around, so she said to Yan Yu, "Master, do you have anything to say in private?"

Yan Yu nodded, and said: "Qing'er, Mr. Guangmu of Xiaotian Pavilion wrote a letter to me, asking if you are a soul cultivator."

Mo Xian was shocked, "Why are there so many things in Xiaotian Pavilion, and the soul cultivator is not a demon cultivator, and I, Yan Qingzong, are actually being asked!"

Yu Qing's face became uneasy, and said: "Outsiders always think that I am a Dharma cultivator... I know that soul cultivation has always been inauspicious... I didn't expect Guangmu Jun to ask this... .”

If monks in the cultivation world want to make a breakthrough on the road of cultivating immortals, they must have their own way.Because people are different, so are the ways of monks. There are three thousand ways, and all of them can become holy.

But among the many ways, apart from the way of cultivating demons, there are some ways that are more sensitive, such as the way of killing the dragon, and the legendary soul cultivation...

Unlike other monks, soul-cultivating monks do not pay attention to the practice of the body, but cultivate the soul itself. Once the soul-cultivating monk reaches the stage of transforming into a god, his soul can be separated from the body without being restricted by the way of heaven. To immortality.

But it is precisely because of this that throughout the ages, many soul cultivators have become demon cultivators who are accustomed to seizing homes in order to make great progress in their cultivation. It is said that thousands of years ago, they were punished by heaven, causing a large number of soul cultivators to fly away... ...

So in the eyes of current cultivators, soul cultivation is basically equal to magic cultivation.

Yu Qing's face was a bit ugly, Yan Yu said slowly: "It's okay, as a teacher, I have already spoken to Mr. Guangmu, and I will definitely not let this matter get out."

Yu Qing's complexion got better now, Mo Xian smiled lightly and said, "When did senior brother learn how to play with people? This is not like what you can say."

Yan Yu's face was indifferent, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth involuntarily.Yu Qing blushed, and said a little bit coyly: "Master... I... If one day, my disciple is cast aside by the entire cultivation world, Master, would you like to... Do you trust your disciples?"

Hearing this, Mo Xian glanced at Yu Qing worriedly, Yan Yu put his right hand on Yu Qing's shoulder, and said respectfully: "My apprentice, I know that Qing'er, you have always been a good boy, no matter what happens Things, the teacher won't care about you..."

Before Yan Yu finished speaking, Yu Qing had already thrown herself into Yan Yu's arms, choked up and said, "Master...Master...Thank you...Thank you very much... ...." Yan Yu looked down at Yu Qing, silently reached out and hugged his apprentice tightly, remembering that he was only 11 years old when he first went up the mountain, and now he has grown to be as tall as himself.

Mo Xian looked at the pair of master and apprentice with unpredictable eyes, trying to open his mouth to say something, but in the end he couldn't.

Half a month later, Fei Qianji led a group of demon soldiers to fight at Yanqingzong's entrance.

All the members of Yan Qingzong were ready to go, lined up opposite Fei Qianji, and set up formations, waiting for Fei Qianji.

Yan Yu didn't come, his previous injury suddenly broke out, so he could only enter the forbidden area to retreat and heal his injuries.

Fortunately, Yan Qingzong had already prepared, so nothing bad happened.

To Yuqing's surprise, Ming Yuanjun, the deputy head of the Xiaotian Pavilion, rushed to Yanqingzong overnight to help Yanqingzong.

It stands to reason that Xiaotian Pavilion should now recall disciples like Yan Qingzong to wait for the enemy to come. What is going on with Mingyuan Lord?

However, when a strong enemy comes, it is always good to have one more friend.

Sure enough, Fei Qianji was dressed in a black robe with gold patterns, very handsome, with a pair of peach blossom eyes with a piercing domineering aura, he swept straight at the people of Yanqingzong.

Yu Qing thought to herself: This Demon Lord is really good-looking, it can be compared with his master.

Seeing that Yan Yu was not there, Fei Qianji sneered, speaking with coercion, "Ask Yan Yu to come out and see me!"

Mo Xian also responded unceremoniously: "Where is the wild dog? It also wants to see the immortal!"

Fei Qianji sneered, clawed his right hand, and hit Mo Xian, only to see a large cloud of black air gushing out from Fei Qianji's right hand, condensed into the shape of a leopard, and rushed straight to Mo Xian.

Mo Xian was not idle either, he cut the black air with his sword, Fei Qianji smiled even more when he saw this, before Mo Xian could react, the black air condensed into giant claws, and grabbed Mo Xian's chest. ... Mo Xian's pupils shrank...

A blue light flashed, and the black energy disappeared in an instant. Yu Qing held the burnt blue charm, and said to Qianji: "Why should the demon be angry? You are so powerful, so why bother to go out in person? It is said that famous teachers produce excellent disciples." , I am willing to come to ask your disciples for advice..."

Mo Xian hurriedly said: "Qing'er..."

Yu Qing made a reassuring gesture to Mo Xian, and said softly: "Could it be that Mo Zun is afraid of losing?"

Fei Qianji sneered, "I didn't expect Yan Yu's apprentice to be so eloquent, it's really eye-opening, but since you want to compete, you have to win, so what if you lose?"

Yu Qing smiled, "I lost, which means that Mozun, your apprentice, taught you well. You have been famous for many years, so you don't think you will care about me, a junior?"

Fei Qianji said gloomyly: "Forget it, it depends on how long you can wait!" Then he turned to Fei Xi and said, "Xi'er, you go to meet the disciple of the Immortal Venerable!"

Fei Xi looked at Yu Qing and said, "Yes."

The moment Fei Xi was about to come out, a voice sounded, "Father, my son recommends himself, and my son promises to win this game!"

Fei Qianji looked at Fei Wuxin coldly, and sneered, "You?"

Fei Wuxin's expression remained unchanged, and said: "Although my son is not as talented as his elder brother, but my son has been practicing hard day and night these days, hoping to serve his father, and hope that his father will give his son a chance." Fei Xi looked at Fei Wuxin with a complicated expression, Since childhood, his younger brother has always been humble and respectful to him, but every time he meets this younger brother, he always feels chills in his heart.

Fei Qianji said coldly: "Okay, if you lose, how about punishing you to be imprisoned for six months?"

Fei Wuxin's face turned pale, he is no more than Jindan now, the apprentice of Immortal Venerable is already Jindan Dasi, if he loses, he will go to the Immortal Lock Prison where even the Nascent Soul monks can't last half a month, but what about Feixi Nothing happened, my father is really partial...

Fei Wuxin's face remained unchanged, she replied: "Yes." Then she walked out slowly and faced Yu Qing directly.

Yu Qing looked at the red-clothed youth who looked similar to the Demon Lord, vaguely guessed his identity, and said, "Please."

Fei Wuxin was taken aback, and said, "Please."

Then a gust of wind blew by, and the two had already fought.

Fei Wuxin's attack was swift, fierce and vicious, but Yuqing took the opportunity to tear down all his moves without much effort. Seeing this, Fei Wuxin sacrificed the magic weapon he had practiced hard for three years--the Lost Bell, and as the bell rang, Yanqing Zong's disciples with lower cultivation levels danced and danced, but even though this magic weapon could restrain monks below the Nascent Soul Stage, Yuqing only used three Thunderbolt Talismans to smash Fei Wuxin's magic weapon to pieces.

The moment the magic weapon was shattered, Fei Wuxin spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.Fei Qianji's face suddenly became ugly, but Fei Xi felt a lot more relaxed.Fei Wuxin couldn't believe everything in front of him. The result of his hard work day and night, it shouldn't be like this... He suddenly turned his head to look at Fei Qianji, but Fei Qianji's eyes only had disgust and anger. .....

Suddenly a hand was stretched out in front of his eyes.

Fei Wuxin looked back, and Yu Qing gave him a hand with a solemn expression, wanting to help him up.

Fei Wuxin asked in a daze: "Why?"

Yu Qing rubbed her forehead and said with a smile: "Probably because I haven't played so well in a long time, haha, you are really good..."

Fei Wuxin's heart warmed up, and there was light in his eyes, but he thought of something again, the light in his eyes went out instantly, he looked at Yu Qing's hand with an unpredictable expression, and finally reached for it.

Yuqing pulled Fei Wuxin up, and after Fei Wuxin thanked her, she withdrew to the demon soldiers. Although Fei Qianji was dissatisfied, but because she had spoken first and cherished the feathers, she had no choice but to retreat bitterly.

Just as Fei Qianji was about to leave, Mingyuan-Jun suddenly yelled, "Fei Qianji! What did you do to A Bi!"

This time the Demon Race and Yan Qingzong were all taken aback.

Mingyuan-jun is also dressed in black clothes, but unlike Fei Qianji, Mingyuan-jun looks stern, with air-conditioning all over his body, looking at Fei Qianji resentfully.

Elder Bai's complexion suddenly became ugly, but Elder Shangguan's complexion was quite complacent, everyone knew who that "A Bi" was referring to.

Fei Qianji's face was so dark that black smoke could be emitted, and he looked at Mr. Mingyuan gloomyly, his eyes seemed to be poisonous, "He is in the Palace of Demons, if he has the ability to snatch it, hahahahahaha Ha ha......"

Then Fei Qianji left with the magic soldiers, regardless of the faces of the people in Yanqingzong.

Mr. Mingyuan looked at the retreating demon soldiers coldly, and disappeared without a trace without even saying hello.

The crisis was over, everyone was relieved, and the matter between Mozun and Mingyuan-Jun became a topic of discussion for everyone.

Yu Qing also felt a lot more relaxed, and even the clouds in the sky looked festive.

However, Yu Qing never imagined that from that day on, he would fall straight into the abyss and never recover!

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