Immortal Master Invincible

Chapter 689
Chichengzi and Ma Ruhu were a little worried.

This master is obviously too much influenced by Fang Xiaobei himself. Even if Fang Xiaobei has become a real demon, the essence of the human race has too much influence, which will lead to quite bad consequences.

But there was nothing they could do. As demon slaves, all they could do was obey, and...

"My lord, you are the supreme demon, and Xiaonan is just a small human race; he should submit to you and kneel at your feet!"

"Yes, in this world, no one can be nobler than you; everyone can only surrender to you like us!"

Amidst the compliments from the two, Fang Xiaobei's expression gradually became normal, a faint arrogance emerged, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised again.

In the spiritual world, it was still peaceful at this time, and it was supposed to be the hardest-hit area, but it seemed like nothing happened.

The lakeside is still full of green trees, and all kinds of small birds are singing and jumping among the trees, making this spiritual practice as if there is no winter and summer, only spring and autumn.

However, in the thatched pavilion by the lake, the atmosphere at this moment is solemn and there is no sense of relaxation.

Even the Seventh Louzhu, who always looked relaxed, now had a gloomy expression on his unparalleled beauty.

The short and fat old man picked up a cup of tea, poured it into his mouth, let out a long breath, looked at the purple-clothed Taoist priest on the opposite side, and then at the white-haired old man next to him, wanted to say something but didn't say anything.

The Taoist priest in purple shook his head slightly, looked at the Seventh Louzhu, with a divine light in his long and narrow eyes, and said, "Meditate, what does the saint say?"

Jingxin snorted softly, a hint of impatience flashed in her watery pupils, but she still hummed: "I told you before, that old guy didn't speak clearly, he babbled a lot, It is certain that a catastrophe is approaching and many people will die!"

"Many people died."

Several people looked at each other, and they all secretly laughed bitterly. There are many sayings that many people died.

There are a lot of people with a hundred and eighty people, there are also a lot of people with a thousand children of eight hundred, and there are still a lot of people with a thousand children of eight thousand.

In real terms, even if one hundred and eighty thousand people die, they can be used a lot.

Moreover, there are not only monks in this spiritual practice, but also many ordinary people who cannot be regarded as monks. Do the many people mentioned by the saints have their share?
Or does it only involve monks?
However, Jingxin frowned, and said again: "The old guy seems to have said something else. The stars wake up, what turns?"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, what does this mean?
After being silent for a while, the short and fat old man finally sighed, and said: "No matter what, order me, who belongs to the treasure building, to be on full alert, and respond to any changes at any time!"

"Well, that's the only way to go!" The white-haired old man nodded slowly, looked up at the blue and calm sky, with a faint tiredness on his face, and said, "The wind and rain are about to come."

The Taoist priest in purple stood up, looked towards the sky, and said worriedly: "The devil energy is still invading, it seems that it is only a few days away!"

Everyone nodded slowly.

"Xiaxiu is my spiritual pioneer, I don't know what's going on?" The Taoist in purple turned to look at everyone, and said.

"I was going to talk about this!" The short fat old man nodded with a slightly strange expression, and said: "Last night, the heavenly demon was cultivating and preparing to start a sacrifice, but was dispersed and fled!"

"Can you disperse and escape after offering sacrifices?" The purple-clothed Taoist was a little surprised, and said: "It stands to reason that the next cultivator doesn't have such strength, right? Or is it that the demon is just testing?"

"The lower cultivator has produced another half-saint!" the short, fat old man said softly.

As soon as these words came out, the purple-clothed Taoist was taken aback, and said in astonishment: "Is there such a thing?"

Looking around, I saw that most of the other people had normal faces, and it seemed that they basically knew about this matter, I'm afraid it was true.

Raising his eyebrows, he looked at the short and fat old man again, and suddenly laughed and said, "However, I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?"

"Of course!" The short and fat old man nodded, then looked at the Seventh Building Master over there, and said helplessly, "You should still remember the seven-colored jade lotus root!"

"Huh?" The purple-clothed Taoist was stunned for a moment, and also looked at the Seventh Louzhu, suddenly his eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, he said in amazement: "No way?"

"That's right! The seven-colored jade lotus root that Jingxin exchanged for someone is not what we thought it was used to treat injuries and save lives!" the chunky old man said with a wry smile.

"Hmph, I didn't think of that either, but isn't this a good thing?" The seventh building owner snorted lightly when he heard the words, but his eyes lit up when he talked about it, and said: "It's rare to have such a spirit of heaven and earth who can help it." A helping hand, even if I know the reason, I will also give him the seven-colored jade lotus root!"

"Of course it's okay to give it to him, but it's a lucrative business!" The short and fat old man looked helplessly at the seventh landlord, and said with a wry smile, "However, no one would have thought of it! Anyway, it's not a loss!~"

The purple-clothed Taoist on the side nodded repeatedly at this moment, and said happily: "It turns out that is true. If a newly promoted half-sage, with the strength of a lower cultivator, it is not easy to dispel and let the demons escape! But this half-sage If it's the spirit of heaven and earth, or that kind of truly pure spirit body, it's only natural to restrain this kind of heavenly demon!"

"It's just a pity, if I can have half a liter of her psychic liquid, I will make a lot of money!" Taoist Ziyi also looked at the Seventh Louzhu with an expression of hatred at the moment, his eyes full of annoyance.

When this matter was mentioned, everyone also showed helplessness, looking at the seventh building master, this is the spiritual liquid of a pure spirit body, a real treasure, even a saint would be tempted!
"Oh! Don't look at me anymore. Didn't you object to it back then? No one knew it was for this!" The seventh landlord stood up dissatisfied, and said, "Anyway, she still has to remember me a little bit. , when the time comes to ask her for a drop or two, she won't lose face!"

After finishing speaking, the Seventh Building Master gave everyone a hard look, stomped his feet, turned around and flew away, leaving only a few people there with wry smiles on their faces.

Can one or two drops compare with half a liter?
The short and fat old man smiled bitterly, looked at everyone, frowned slightly, and said: "By the way, since Fang Xiaonan was asking for the seven-colored jade lotus root for the spirit of heaven and earth, then"

Everyone's face moved slightly.

That's right, since that's the case, how could the spirit of heaven and earth abandon Xiaonan's imitation?
If the other party really does not hesitate to pay the price, it is impossible to imitate Xiaonan!
Not to mention that besides this imitation Xiaonan, there is another spirit of heaven and earth; moreover, this spirit of heaven and earth belongs to his blood relatives!
After a while of silence, the purple-clothed Taoist smiled wryly and shook his head, then said: "No wonder the sage once said that there is no serious problem in lower cultivation. It turns out that there are still such opportunities!"

"Exactly!" Everyone nodded slowly, showing a little surprise.

That kid's luck is really shocking!
(End of this chapter)