Gou Zai Xian Qin Lian Gui Cultivation Immortal

Chapter 106 The Holy Maiden of the White Lotus
South County, Zuixian Tower.

The Holy Mother of the White Lotus lay quietly in the amethyst coffin, even if she fell into a deep sleep, she still carried a kind of extreme artistic conception on her body, time is not extinguished, and the years are not worn away.

The aura and coercion exuded by Ruoyou Ruowu made He Hongyao feel a huge sense of oppression, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of surrender.

"Holy Mother, the White Lotus Altar has been built, and the lucky person who officiated has also been found."

"Just wait until the sacrifice is completed and the empress returns from her vacuum home, that's when my White Lotus Sect will see the light of day again."

He Hongyao said devoutly, saluted again, and his figure slowly disappeared.

When she reappeared, she was already in the Zuixian Pavilion on the 36th floor of Zuixian Tower.

Beside the table placed in the center of the Drunken Immortal Pavilion, a middle-aged man with a bold appearance was rolling up his sleeves at this time, holding the leg of lamb upside down with a bronze-like arm, and was biting at it.

There were scars on the man's face, even if they had healed, they still ruined his appearance, his flesh was turned outwards, and the scars were hideous, like a spider's web, extremely ugly.

This middle-aged man is none other than Pan Yingjun, the master of the Xijiang Sword Sect, a master of the third rank of martial arts.

This Pan Yingjun's real name is Pan Xijiang, and he has a lot of Wei Wu legacy. Taking advantage of his master Zhu Jun, the former head of the Xijiang Sword Sect, to retreat and break through the master realm, he successfully hooked up with his teacher's wife Guan Tong.

This Guan Tong's identity is not simple, she is the daughter of the great elder of the Xijiang Sword Sect, her martial arts cultivation has reached the fourth-rank enlightenment state, and she can be ranked among the top five in the Xijiang Sword Sect.

The two fought fiercely, and Pan Yingjun was accompanied by his special skills, which directly captured the heart of the teacher's wife, obtained a large amount of cultivation resources, and made great progress in cultivation.

How can I not get my shoes wet when I often walk by the river?

Pan Yingjun was caught and raped by his master Zhu Jun, and he was directly beaten to serious injuries, and 49 sword marks were left on his face, which completely disfigured him.

If it hadn't been for the mistress Guan Tong's counterattack at a critical moment, killing the former head Zhu Jun, Pan Yingjun's end would only be even more miserable, and he would not be where he is today.

With the support of his mistress Guan Tong, Pan Yingjun successfully ascended to the throne of the head of the Xijiang Sword Sect, and even successfully broke through the third rank, becoming the only strong master of the Xijiang Sword Sect.

Pan Yingjun is very concerned about his appearance. After being disfigured, he became more paranoid, and even changed his name to Pan Yingjun.

It can be said that appearance is Pan Yingjun's taboo, and countless people have been punished for offending this taboo, and many of them are disciples of the Xijiang Sword Sect.

Constantly gnawing on the burnt leg of lamb, Pan Yingjun said indifferently: "I don't know if the saintess has summoned you, what advice do you have?"

He Hongyao turned around slowly, the fringe fluttered slightly on her brow, her beautiful eyes were as cold as ice, and her voice was extremely indifferent.

"Master Pan, you feel that your wings are stiff and you want to leave the White Lotus Sect?"

Pan Yingjun spit out his mouth, a bone fell onto the table, he stretched out his hand to wipe the oil from his mouth, and said indifferently: "The saint is joking, my subordinates dare not!"

I don't know when, a little bit of fire appeared in the distance, and gradually the fiery red light rushed into the night, forming a prairie fire, dyeing the sky red.

He Hongyao turned around slowly, stood by the window again, looked at the raging fire in the distance, and said coldly: "Master Pan, everything you rely on has been burned to ashes by the raging fire!"

"What do you mean?"

Pan Yingjun was taken aback for a moment, and asked with some doubts.

But soon, he looked through the window and saw the raging fire in the distance, his heart suddenly felt chilled, and killing intent permeated his whole body.

With just a glimpse, Pan Yingjun recognized the location of the fire, which was the residence of the Xijiang Sword Sect.

Not only did the flame not go out, but it rose even higher, like a sea of ​​flames, overwhelming the entire Xijiang Sword Sect.

Obviously, this was not an accidental fire, but someone did it on purpose.

Pan Yingjun looked at He Hongyao with red eyes, murderous intent in his eyes, and said coldly, "Saint, what do you mean?"

"Pan Yingjun, if my White Lotus Sect can support you to become the head of the Xijiang Sword Sect, it will naturally destroy the Xijiang Sword Sect."

"You don't really think that you have such a great charm that you can make Guan Tong follow you wholeheartedly, even at the expense of killing her husband?"

"Hehe, Guan Tong is the incense master of the Pingzhou branch altar of the White Lotus Sect and the Nanjun branch, responsible for infiltrating the entire Xijiang Sword Sect."

He Hongyao sneered, with a strong mocking look on his face.

"Impossible, is this absolutely impossible?"

Pan Yingjun seemed a little unacceptable, raised his head and roared angrily.

The surrounding world suddenly roared with air, and the world was oppressed, as if the sky was about to fall. The anger of a grand master was not something ordinary people could resist.

The Martial Dao Grandmaster of the third grade of Martial Arts Realm, every move represents the power of heaven and earth, faintly detached from the mundane, neither human nor immortal, half human and half immortal.

However, Pan Yingjun's majestic aura dissipated before he got close to He Hongyao.

The imposing confrontation and fighting had ended before it even started.

Pan Yingjun couldn't help taking a step back, looking at He Hongyao in horror.

Even if he didn't do anything serious, but just wanted to teach He Hongyao a lesson at will, it's not something the third rank can resist.

Being able to oppress him in turn, or even force him to retreat, can only mean that He Hongyao is at least a third-rank grandmaster.

He roared in disbelief: "You are actually a powerhouse of the third rank!"

"Ha ha!"

He Hongyao didn't answer, but the mockery on his face was even stronger.

As a saintess of the White Lotus Sect, the exercise she practiced is the supreme inheritance of the White Lotus Sect "Visualizing the Virgin of the White Lotus to Become a God and Eternal Life".

This inheritance method is extremely strange, it neither cultivates the energy and blood of martial arts, nor the soul of immortality, but it is similar to the technique of descending from the gods.

The more devout the belief in the Virgin of the White Lotus, the stronger the power to receive feedback from the Virgin of the White Lotus, and the strength will naturally increase.

Even though He Hongyao didn't have any mana fluctuations in her body, her combat power was extremely terrifying, and she could even burst out with the power of a fairy god.

Sensing He Hongyao's horror, Pan Yingjun took a step back without saying a word, his eyes full of fear.

Pan Yingjun was able to become the head of the Xijiang Sword Sect and break through to the Grand Master of the third-rank Dharma Aspect Realm, relying on his knowledge of current affairs, he would rather suffer a little loss than take the initiative to provoke.

Facing the weak chickens below the upper third rank, there is nothing to say, it must be bullying one or two to show their prestige.

But He Hongyao is obviously far superior to him, as long as he doesn't kill him, even if he resigns himself, he can bear it.

In order to live, bear the humiliation and not tremble!
"Just ask the saint if you have something to do, and the little one will do his best to complete the task assigned by the saint without compromise!"

Pan Yingjun's face was full of respect, and there was no casualness on his face.

"Catch dried ginger alive!"

He Hongyao spat out four words coldly.

"This Jiang Gan is a disciple of the Taixuan Dao Palace, and he is hailed by countless people as the chief senior brother of the inner sect. If he makes a move against Jiang Gan, the Taixuan Dao Palace will definitely be furious. At that time..."

Pan Yingjun said weakly, a look of astonishment flashed deep in his eyes.

(End of this chapter)