I rely on residual blood to repair my longevity

421 Three Years
At the beginning, everyone was always in fear, because they didn't know when the monsters hidden in the unknown would appear and poison the world.But as time gradually elongated, everyone couldn't help wondering, did the things wrapped in those black mucus really escape?Then why has it been three years, and there is nothing unusual?

Even the monks who saw the monsters wrapped in the black mucus back then wondered if they were delusional.Could it be that they made too much fuss?Could the black slime be their final means of attack?

There are not a few people who have such lucky thoughts. To put it bluntly, if it is really possible to live in peace, who would miss fighting?But there are also more people who are becoming more and more vigilant, because the longer the dormant time, the bigger the plot of those monsters.

And after three full years of calm, those unknown monsters finally made a move.

"Da da da!"

A burst of hurried footsteps sounded in Penglai Pavilion.The Penglai Pavilion monk who was in charge of monitoring the entrance had a solemn face at the moment, holding a small bamboo tube in both hands, and hurried to the place where the owner of the Penglai Pavilion lived.

The Penglai Pavilion disciples who saw him along the way seemed to realize something, and stopped in their tracks one after another, keeping their gazes on him.But they won't act rashly until they figure out what's going on.But at this time, everyone had a faint prediction in their hearts, that is, the current peaceful life would not continue.

"Pavilion Master, something happened in the southwest."

The fingers of the Pavilion Master of Penglai Pavilion trembled slightly, and he raised his hand lightly, and the small bamboo tube came into his hand. After opening it, he checked the relevant information inside, and the expression on his face instantly became serious.

Immediately summon the other elders of Penglai Pavilion.

"An accident occurred at the inspection gate set up by Wudao Peak in the 'Delusion Small World'."

Bo Shuangqing and Zhuang Hanshan stared at the bloody scene among the crowd, and couldn't help frowning.Three full years have passed, is it still impossible to avoid the situation of going to war with that monster?

But that's good, at least they don't have to worry about waiting for them to rush out suddenly and mess up the world.

The scene in the water mirror was extremely tragic. Although the disciples in the costumes of Wudao Peak fought hard to resist the fight, the black humanoid objects moved their fingers slightly and killed them.If their attack methods are all unified, they can find common ground.But the weirdness is that the attack methods used by those black humanoid objects are different. Some people seem to be good at using swords, some are good at using knives, and some are good at using formations. It seems that those black humanoid objects not only look like people on the outside, but also on the inside. Maybe people too?

That's not even possible.

After all, no one can figure out what it is now.

"What is the plan of the master of Wudao Peak? Is he going to solve it by himself, or let our respective disciples get a share of the pie?"

"It's a good thing to get a share of the pie. But if the disciples go out, they will definitely be hurt. I can't bear it."

The one who spoke was an elder who was usually extremely strict with his disciples.Surnamed Mo.This Elder Mo has a typical cruel face and a soft heart.Usually, he trains his disciples to death, but if they are really in danger, Elder Mo will be the first to disagree.

Just looking at the bloody scene right now, he felt his heart tremble, not because Elder Mo himself was afraid.He was just worried about those disciples who were not deeply involved in the world.How old are they?It is time to live happily under the protection of the teacher.Instead of being sent to the battlefield now.

Zhuang Hanshan reminded Elder Mo.

"If this was the past, it would be fine if you loved them a little, but when is it now? The world has undergone a sudden change. If you don't keep up with the changes, you will be abandoned. Do you want your disciples to fall into the trap everywhere? One step?"

"I……"

"Even if you think about it yourself, you have asked your disciples if they want to?"

Elder Mo was speechless, and only spoke after a long while in a lonely mood.

"Those little bastards are eager to go to the battlefield to fight now, how do they know that the sky is high and the earth is thick?"

The other elders couldn't help being silent when they heard the words, they were all disciples raised by themselves, who would have the heart to watch them die?Practice is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat.Now they can live peacefully under the protection of the teacher, but no one knows how strong those black humanoid monsters are.What if they can't even beat these old things?This is not alarmist talk, because in the picture they saw with their own eyes an elder from Wudao Peak who died at the hands of those black humanoid objects after only three moves.

That person has already cultivated the third stage of sword intent!

After calming down, Elder Mo also knew that he was hypocritical just now, and he was a little embarrassed, but the elders around him were considerate and did not expose it. Everyone changed the topic to whether to let the disciples go to support him.

"This news came from Wudao Peak. If you don't want us to get involved, you won't tell us this news, so my opinion is to let the children learn a lot. When the children grow up, they have to be let What do they look like when they spread their wings and fly, always huddled in the bird's nest?"

"That's true, but should those disciples be allowed to go?"

"I can't guarantee anything else, but she is the leader of the team this time, right?"

"you are right?"

"Hey, why are you pretending to be ignorant, old man! I don't believe you don't know who I'm talking about."

"Is it okay to let that kid lead the team? Han Shan, don't you have a great disciple? Can't you let Yong'an take it with you? Does it have to be Mayfly?"

Zhuang Hanshan raised his head and glanced at the person who was asking the question. There seemed to be no emotion in those cold eyes, but it made the person who spoke feel cold for a while.

Well, he was actually just making a suggestion, not necessarily.Didn't he think that now is a special moment? After the mayfly appeared, how should Shang Huanzong explain it?

"I think it's okay. Yong'an also suggested letting his master lead the team."

The progress of Yong'an in the past three years was obvious to all. To be honest, they all doubted whether their cultivation in these years was useless.The feeling of watching a peerless genius advancing rapidly by his side is very complicated.They old ones even felt ashamed of themselves.

But one thing is certain, Changsheng's practice method is different from that of most monks.There is no reference for other disciples, after all, not everyone can advance without thunder.

In the past three years, Yong'an's cultivation was mostly based on his own travel experience.

(End of this chapter)