After dressing as a cannon fodder in Xiuxianwen

Chapter 955
All the monks in the Jindan area he knew quickly flashed through the mind of the leading monk, but none of them matched.

Unless the face of the person in front of him is fake!

Of course, Shen Qingyi's face was fake, and after using the phantom face, she turned into an ordinary female cultivator.

She doesn't want to startle the snake!

The Wuchen sword in his hand opened and closed, and the surrounding space collapsed.

Blood spattered, almost unilaterally crushed.

When the last monk wanted to explode himself, a vine pierced through his dantian.

As soon as Shen Qing withdrew her hand, closed the scabbard, and her spiritual power rolled, the trophies of those cultivators in the Holy King's Hall, including their own wealth, became hers.

A fire came out, and the flames spread to the place where the battle had just been fought.

As soon as Shen Qing turned around, his gaze met Chang Wenyin's blank and terrified gaze.

Can't help squinting his eyes.

This person is not a monk of the Holy King's Palace, but he is not like a monk of their Lower Spirit Realm, because the magic robe on his body, if she reads it correctly, should be an immortal magic robe that has been suppressed by the world of gods and demons.

This monk is an immortal monk!
Now the Lower Lingyu is cooperating with some forces in the fairy world, but similarly, some forces in the fairy world have bullied them. Although they may not be able to fight now, they will not forget it.

Seeing Shen Qingyi walking towards him step by step, Chang Wenyin couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

He felt that this ordinary female nun in front of him was more terrifying than those monks in the Holy King's Palace!
"You...what do you want to do...I, I am the disciple of Tianyao Xianzun in Lingshan Pavilion! You...if you kill me..."

Originally, he wanted to threaten, but when he thought of the monks in the Holy King's Palace, his words changed.

"If you save my life, I can give you a reward! You can do anything you want! Pills! Arrays, magic tools, talismans! Immortal stones, everything! I also... I can promise you one... a Lingshan Pavilion Quota for inner disciples!"

You must know that Lingshan Pavilion has always recruited very few disciples from the outside world, but Lingshan Pavilion is an old-fashioned force with a very deep foundation. Whether it is martial arts or other things, many emerging big forces cannot match it.

This is why many monks in the fairy world would rather join some defeated old small forces than some newly emerging big forces!

I don't know how many monks and forces have been drowned by the torrent of time in the fairy world.

Prosperity at the beginning does not mean that you can live for a long time and continue to prosper.

On the contrary, those established forces that have experienced setbacks, rise and fall, are often able to go further.

And as Venerable Tianyao's lover, he has this power!And this condition is attractive enough!

Lingshan Pavilion is a veteran force, and its scale is not small, and it is also an inner disciple!
If it was the past, Chang Wenyin must have held his head high and said this proudly.

But after going through this small world of fallen angels, he understood some truths.

Lingshan Pavilion is good, and the name of the master is also good, but in some places, it can't protect him well!

In the past, in the Immortal Realm, there was the influence of Lingshan Pavilion and the master's eyeliner, but in the Small Realm of Fallen Gods, strength prevails here, and fish and dragons are mixed. If a monk wants to kill him, who cares whether he is a genius disciple of Lingshan Pavilion!
The light in Shen Qing's eyes flickered.

Did not respond directly.

"Why were you hunted down by monks from the Holy King's Hall?"

Hearing Shen Qingyi's question, Chang Wenyin couldn't help being filled with anger when he thought of the aggrieved days.

"They! They want to get pills from me! Not only do they want to rob money, but they also want to kill!"

Chang Wenyin was indignant, he was framed by people all the way, entered the small world of fallen gods, was chased and killed by ancient beasts, and finally was targeted by people from the Palace of Saint Kings, chasing and killing him all the way.

For the treasure on his body, he still wants to kill someone!
Judging by his appearance and tone, the hatred for the Holy King Hall is almost uncontrollable.

Indeed, if it wasn't for his strength, Chang Wenyin would have followed the monks in the lower spirit realm to kill the monks in the Holy King's Hall!
He has never been so embarrassed!Low into the dust!
This humiliating memory made him brood.

Shen Qingyi got some useful news from his words.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, which was very harmless.

"So that's it! I was also chased and killed by the monks of the Holy King Hall all the way! I was cornered several times and almost died!"

Her words are true, but they are different from Chang Wenyin's pursuit.

But when Chang Wenyin heard her words and saw her gnashing her teeth, he couldn't help but feel a sense of destiny.

Let him instantly seem to have a support in this helpless world of gods and demons.

Seeing the shocked and excited Chang Wenyin whose eyes were filled with tears, the smile on Shen Qingyi's face remained unchanged.

Compared to killing this monk with a sword and getting the few remaining pills on his body, she prefers to plant a bomb in the Holy King's Hall.

Moreover, although she doesn't plan to enter Lingshan Pavilion, she will always be able to take advantage of this quota.

Shen Qing stretched out his hand and pulled Chang Wenyin up, with some concern on his face.

"Are you OK?"

Chang Wenyin was a little uncomfortable. Although the female cultivator in front of him saved him and she looked ordinary, she was still a female cultivator anyway. He felt embarrassed by being so embarrassed.

This also made him hate the Holy King Hall even more.

"I have nothing to do. You already know that my name is Chang Wenyin. What's your name?"

Because of alchemy all the year round, Chang Wenyin stayed in Lingshan Pavilion, and most of his contacts were monks who admired him in Lingshan Pavilion. Although he was arrogant, due to his lack of experience, in Shen Qingyi's view, he looked a bit unintelligent.

After all, she only said one sentence, and the person in front of her almost confessed her old background!

And there is still something to say.

"Shen Qing in the lower spiritual realm."

Hearing that it was from the Lingyu, Chang Wenyin couldn't help but feel more relaxed.

After all, he still knows about the matters of the Lower Spirit Realm and the Holy King Hall.

The so-called enemy of the enemy is a friend!

As soon as Shen Qing took Chang Wenyin along the way, he killed the monks who met the Holy King Hall, and Chang Wenyin followed. Although it was a bit cumbersome, it was also useful.

For example, Shen Qingyi let some monks from the Holy King Hall mess him up, but he didn't die.

He will deliberately leave out a few seriously injured monks from the Holy King's Hall to practice for him.

While making Chang Wenyin hate the Holy King Hall even more, it also satisfied some of his vanity and pride.

The two leaned against a giant tree, Chang Wenyin's face was pale, his body was covered in blood, and he was panting heavily.

But with a smile on his face, he looked at Shen Qingyi with sparkling eyes.

"Shen Qing! You don't know, that monk from the Holy King's Hall just now was too stupid! My sword was already placed there, and he still slammed into it! Didn't he intend to seek death!"

"That's not necessarily true. I just saw that the cultivator still had room to resist, but I didn't expect Wen Yin to react so quickly! It was thanks to you just now, otherwise I might be injured!"

(End of this chapter)