Mortal's Immortal Way of Longevity

Chapter 213 Zi Ling, why are you wearing Yuan Yao's clothes? (33, please subscribe!)
While the two were communicating via sound transmission, Wan Tianming was also talking with Master Sanyang.

A look of surprise flashed in Wan Tianming's eyes when he saw the old man in green robe sitting on the pillar.

Arching his hands, he said, "Brother Sanyang, why are you here?"

"The old man came here to do another thing, and I don't want to get involved in your mess!" Master Sanyang said coldly, as if he was not interested in Xutian Temple.

Hearing this, Tian Wuzi and the old farmer showed surprise and surprise in their eyes.

As for that Qingyi layman, his complexion changed, and he became a little ugly.

If Master Sanyang doesn't intend to get involved in this matter, then the Demon Dao side is too weak.

"I heard that someone honored Man Beard with a map of the broken sky. He should come, right? Man Beard's lifespan is about to expire, so he should come to pick the Shouyuan Fruit!"

"In this way, it will be difficult for Wan Tianming to continue to be arrogant!" Qingyi Jushi thought in his heart.

His face was gloomy, but his eyes kept flickering, obviously thinking about something in his heart.

"If you tell Sanyang about Wan Tianming's preparation of the golden silkworm, maybe he can join in. After all, it is the Xutian Ding. As long as there is a glimmer of hope, no one will let it go easily!" Qingyi layman thought in his heart .

Master Sanyang's words caused the Nascent Soul cultivators on both sides to look different, and they were planning something in their hearts.

On the other hand, Mrs. Wen and Wan Tianming looked calm.

Wan Tianming was very scheming, and he was full of doubts about Master Sanyang's words.

However, his attitude towards Master Sanyang is different from that of other demon monks.

Not only because of the opponent's strength, but also because of the opponent's style of both good and evil. Although this person is a monk of the magic way, there is not much conflict with the righteous way.

Therefore, Wan Tianming laughed, and said: "Brother Sanyang has nothing to do with the world, and Wan really admires him. In my opinion, if anyone among us can break through to the later stage and become a great monk, then this person must be Sanyang." Brother Yang, you are gone!"

"Hmph, Wan Tianming, the sword maid under my wife's seat was injured by a disciple under your sect, right?" Mrs. Wen suddenly interrupted Wan Tianming's words unceremoniously, and asked coldly.

After she saw Wan Tianming, she had always had a bad face, and she was just waiting to make trouble for him.

Although she is only an early Yuanying cultivator, she is not at all afraid of Wan Tianming, a mid-stage cultivator.

Wan Tianming frowned when he heard the words, and responded.

Between the two, an argument arose over a trivial matter of fighting skills among the disciples.

The beautiful woman seemed to be reluctant because Wan Tianming hurt her face.

But Wan Tianming frowned because he was afraid that the other party's husband was the Supreme Sage of Six Paths, and finally gave in a step.

Watching the confrontation between these two demonic Nascent Souls, Ye Changsheng suddenly heard a sigh from the man in black robe next to him.

"This Mrs. Wen is in the early stage of Nascent Soul, but she has a husband in the late stage of Nascent Soul, so she can force Wan Tianming, who is far stronger than her, to give in!" the man in black suddenly said quietly.

"It sounds like Fellow Daoist envies Mrs. Wen?" Ye Changsheng asked.

The black-robed man was silent, and after a while, he responded again: "It seems that Wan Tianming's power is very difficult to rely on, and he probably won't offend Master Sanyang!"

"It's really very difficult for us to get out of this Void Heaven Palace alive. We'll see if we can use the power of Xinggong later!" The person said helplessly.

Hearing this, Ye Changsheng shook his head and smiled.

The Xinggong side is probably even more unreliable than Wan Tianming.

While the two were talking, suddenly, there was a rumbling sound from the passage outside.

The whole hall trembled slightly, as if some huge monster was approaching.

When Jushi Qingyi saw this movement, a gleam of joy appeared on his face.

As for Wan Tianming, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the murderous aura like a knife flashed away.

As the vibration became louder, a tall figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. The moment they saw this person, most of the faces in the hall showed horror.

This is a strange man with curly yellow beard and wearing a blue robe. Every time he takes a step, the whole hall shakes immediately, as if this person actually weighs more than ten thousand catties.

"I didn't expect Master Wan to come here. It seems that I really came here this time. Man has always wanted to compete with Master Wan!" The strange man looked at Wan Tianming, his eyes were full of provocation.

"I have long admired Brother Man's Tuo Tian Jue, which is known as the number one magic skill in the defense of Chaotic Star Sea, and I will definitely need to ask for advice later!" Wan Tianming said coldly.

"Hehe, it's easy to say, easy to say, I have admired Master Wan's Tianluo Zhengong for a long time!" The strange man grinned, not hiding the eagerness in his eyes at all.

"I didn't expect even Manbeard to come. This time when the Xutian Temple opened, three monks from the middle stage of Nascent Soul gathered. It's really rare!" said the man in black.

"It's a pity that Man Beard, like the Sanyang old devil, is a member of the Demon Sect, and I'm afraid we can't borrow his strength!" The black-robed man sighed again.

After Ye Changsheng heard this person's words, his eyes flickered, but he didn't respond.

Over there, after Wan Tianming discussed in a low voice with the old man who was as experienced as the old farmer, the three of them flew together on top of a jade pillar.

Man Beard looked at Master Sanyang with surprise in his eyes, and went forward to say hello.

Although his Heaven Supporting Devil Art is very strong, he is not willing to provoke this old devil easily.

After talking with Master Sanyang, Man Huzi seemed to have received a voice transmission from Lay Qingyi again, and looked at Ye Changsheng in surprise.

Then, he raised his head and looked around, and suddenly he flew towards a jade pillar.

And this pillar happened to be the one Han Li was waiting for.

Han Li, who had been silently watching everything in the hall all this time, couldn't help but change his face when he saw this scene.

"Get lost, I want this place myself!" Man Beard said coldly as he fixed his eyes on Han Li as soon as he stood firmly on the pillar.

Han Li's expression suddenly became ugly, and his hands in his sleeves couldn't help but clenched together.

But after being silent for a while, he still resisted the thought of making a move, and jumped off the jade pillar without making a sound.

Immediately, Man Beard's wild laughter came from the pillar.

Han Li's face was covered with frost. Although he felt extremely humiliated, he could only bear with it for a while.

Ye Changsheng sat at the side, watching with great interest the scene where Han Li passed the column.

In the main hall, the commotion caused by Manbeard gradually subsided.

The three righteous people sat together, discussing something with each other.

On the other side of Mo Dao, Jushi Qingyi and Man Beard were sitting on a nearby pillar, discussing something.

At the same time, Lay Master Qingyi moved his lips slightly, saying something to Venerable Sanyang, which made the old demon's expression cloudy and uncertain.

Only Mrs. Wen, who was completely unwilling to join forces with them, sat on a pillar in the distance and said nothing.

"After I killed Ji Yin, the strengths of the righteous and the devil have become unequal this time!" Ye Changsheng looked at the two groups of people and thought in his heart.

"The Sanyang old devil may be walking with those people from the Demon Dao. Since he has come to the Xutian Temple, it is impossible for this old devil not to visit the Xutian cauldron!"

"Hmph, it's best to kill this old devil before they reunite!" Ye Changsheng thought to himself.

Seeing Master Sanyang gradually chatting happily with Man Beard and Lay Qingyi, his eyes gradually turned cold.

Just as he was thinking about how to wipe out this group of righteous demon nascent infants, suddenly a figure flashed outside the hall, and two white-clothed old men walked in.

Both of them have white beard and hair, their skirts are fluttering, and they look like immortals.

As soon as the monks in the hall saw the appearance of these two people, they immediately let go of their concerns and breathed a sigh of relief.

And when those Zhengmo Nascent Souls saw these two people, they showed complex expressions of envy, disgust, and helplessness.

One of the two, a benevolent old man in white clothes, saw that everyone was looking at them, smiled, and said kindly:
"This trip to Xutian Palace, our Holy Master is in retreat, so we can't preside over the treasure hunt this time. I will wait for two law enforcement elders to supervise this matter on behalf of Xinggong!"

"And the rules of this treasure hunt are still the same as previous ones."

The old man said a lot of words, meaning nothing more than bullying and killing people to seize treasures is not allowed in the process of treasure hunting, otherwise they will take action to stop them.

Moreover, those who do this will be hunted down by Xinggong.

Of course, most of the people present knew that these words were just for the occasion, and Xing Gong couldn't really be an envoy of justice.

However, some monks still believed it and expressed their gratitude to the two star palace elders.

"I said it so clearly, everyone should understand what I mean, right?" After the old man in white said this, he glanced at the monks in the hall with his eyes like lightning.

Most of the monks immediately bowed their heads and retreated when they saw his eyes, but Master Sanyang sneered twice unceremoniously.

He looked back coldly, as if he didn't pay attention to the words of the two Xinggong elders at all.

Seeing his figure, the elder of Xinggong immediately frowned, and murmured in a low voice: "Why is this old monster here?"

Three monks in the mid-Yuanying period appeared in the hall, and the two elders of Xinggong only found it extremely difficult.

The two communicated with each other, and after discussing for a while, they sat cross-legged on the ground, meditating and refining Qi as if no one else was there.

In this way, another three days passed in a row, and several monks came over during these three days, but no more Nascent Soul Stage monks came here.

On the morning of the fourth day, there was a sudden change, and after bursts of roars, a white jade door fell down at the entrance of the hall without any warning, sealing the entire hall.

The two elders of Xinggong opened their eyes calmly, stood up, and walked to the front of the hall.

There was a slight shake on the ground at the front of the hall, and then several stone slabs shone brightly, and a teleportation array about an inch in size appeared there.

After the two Xinggong elders inspected it, they nodded and said: "Okay, there is no problem with this teleportation array. From here is the outer hall of Xutian Temple. You can all take care of yourself!"

After finishing speaking, the two stepped onto the teleportation array one after the other, two white lights flashed, and their figures disappeared without a trace.

Afterwards, Wan Tianming and the others immediately stepped into the teleportation array and disappeared.

The monks in the hall, seeing this scene, walked towards the teleportation array one after another, and were teleported there one by one.

Master Sanyang sneered, stood up from the jade pillar, and looked at Ye Changsheng coldly.

And Man Huzi and the Qingyi layman also looked at the two of them with cold eyes.

Ye Changsheng wore a mask, stood up nonchalantly, and stepped into the teleportation array.

With a flash of white light, he teleported in.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man hesitated for a while, followed Ye Changsheng, and also flew down the jade pillar and entered the teleportation array.

Master Sanyang cupped his hands towards Man Beard and Jushi Qingyi, then floated down and stepped onto the teleportation array, the light flashed and disappeared.

The people in the hall teleported away one by one, and in the end, only Man Beard and Qingyi Jushi were left.

"Brother Man, do you think Wan Tianming and the others will be able to succeed this time?" Layman Qingyi stroked his beard and asked with a smile.

"Hey, I don't care if he succeeds or not, but I won't let go of this chance to fight Wan Tianming!" Man Beard said with a smile.

Hearing this, Jushi Qingyi couldn't help but a wry smile flashed in his eyes.

He felt very helpless for the character of Man Beard.

But due to the opponent's strong cultivation, he was not easy to speak out to persuade.

So he said: "The last thing I expected was that someone would dare to say such words to Fellow Daoist Sanyang. I don't know who it is?"

"I even suspect that he is a fellow who has just conceived a baby, and he probably doesn't understand the gap between the early and middle stages of the Nascent Soul, so he dares to be so arrogant!"

"Hmph, no matter who this person is, if he dies at the hands of Sanyang, then he is nothing!"

"If he is really capable of escaping from Sanyang, then let's think about recruiting him!" Man Beard snorted coldly.

"Haha, what Brother Man said is that the teleportation array is about to disappear, and we should go too!"

Saying that, the two flew towards the teleportation array, and with a flash of light, the last person in the hall also disappeared.

As soon as Ye Changsheng stepped out of the teleportation array, a desolate small slope appeared in front of him.

Looking around, there was only one monk not far from him, and there was no trace of the others.

When he appeared, the gray-clothed old man also looked at him, and when he saw the evil ghost mask on his face, his expression changed drastically.

A trace of fear appeared on his face, and the old man in gray turned into a stream of light and flew away with a "swish".

Ye Changsheng suddenly burst out laughing.

Behind him, the light flashed again, and another figure teleported over.

Ye Changsheng looked back, but it was the man in the black robe.

His tyrannical consciousness radiated out and landed on this person unscrupulously, wanting to see the true face of this person.

But the next moment, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes.

"Miss Purple Spirit?!"

(End of this chapter)