I am rich in the fairy world

Chapter 951 Mao Yurou's Clone No.

While Hu Qing was in seclusion refining his weapon, the commotion and bustle outside never stopped.

On the day when Hu Qing went into seclusion, the people from the nine clans and nine tribes who had just returned gathered together and came out in full force. Such a large-scale deployment of high-powered people shocked even the message towers along the way and temporarily lost their voices.

Without wasting a second, they surrounded and wiped out the Yellow-Clothed Wanxian Sect.

The White Immortal Sect also took action at the same time. There were no other forces, but it was enough. The White Immortal Sect killed all the traitors, not sparing any of them. The whole mountain was drenched in blood and the blood flowed into the river below the mountain, and the river water could not dilute it for a long time.

This incident shocked the fairy world.

The crowd was shocked by the cruelty of the White-robed Wanxian Sect, because the Yellow-robed Wanxian Sect split from the Wanxian Sect and originally had many disciples. Later, they became so powerful that they absorbed more newcomers, including entire sects, families, and even alliances. There were no less than three million disciples, and even more vassals.

All of them were killed. Anyone who was within the encirclement area was killed. I heard that Wanxianmen and the nine clans forced everyone to a mountain and killed them. The corpses piled up could cover the trees on the mountain. Wanxianmen counted the heads according to the roster, and finally killed all the defectors. No old friendship was taken into consideration, no personal gain was sought.

It’s too cruel and against human nature.

For a moment, the immortals in the surrounding fairy world were silent.

I knew that an old brand like Wanxianmen would not be defeated easily - this is what countless people thought after the fact.

They also have a deep fear of the Nine Sects and Nine Clans. They are worthy of being the iron-blooded descendants who defend the battlefield and attack the Demon Realm. They are not vague when the tip of the knife points inside.

Soon, those who had taken small benefits from the Nine Clans and Nine Clans secretly returned them. As for those who had taken big benefits and made big enemies, they didn't need to pay them back themselves. The Nine Clans and Nine Clans would take them personally, vigorously and resolutely, and would never let them go.

Such high pressure brings peace.

Regardless of the death, Mao Yurou was extremely unlucky.

She has always been conceited, and she knows that there are many people who hate her and can't forget her, so she has prepared more than one way out.

But he had never truly died before. This time, being searched and killed by Yang Tianxiao was a great humiliation.

Fortunately, she had made special protection in her soul. Some things and secrets would self-destruct immediately if touched. She had thought that she would never need them, but she had never expected that this day would come so early.

She is dead.

Don't be afraid, you can still be resurrected.

Moreover, she prepared more than one shell.

However, when the original body died, the awakening and resurrection of the clones also had a sequence. Unfortunately, the first clone she decided to resurrect was in the Yellow Clothes Wanxian Sect.

Huang Yi Wan Xian Men, her greatest achievement in her life so far.

With her skills and strategies, what's the point of starting from scratch? Of course, she should seize the opportunity and pick the biggest peach. She thought so and did so, and everything went smoothly until now.

The Huangyi Wanxian Sect was at the time of its most prosperous development. It was becoming increasingly powerful and influential, but it was destroyed so suddenly and tragically.

It was all over in less than a thousand years. She didn't even have the chance to see with her own eyes the tragic scene of the bloody corpse lying on the mountain.

In the numerous secret rooms, her clone finally gathered its essence and woke up. She immediately grabbed the elixir that she had prepared early and took it to consolidate her cultivation. She knew that Yang Tianxiao would not let her go, and she also knew that the Baiyi Wanxian Sect would not let her go. Her death was the best opportunity. If it were her, she would also choose to counterattack at this time.

She also thought that the two sides would join forces, but she didn't expect them to act so quickly, and the resistance of the Huangyi Wanxianmen was weaker than she expected, so that when she opened the secret room and had no time to walk outside, she saw the prison.

Ever since he was scolded by Yang Tianxiao that day, Fan Lao had been deeply introspective, so when he saw Mao Yurou coming back from the dead, he was even excited for a moment: this was his chance to correct his mistakes!
This excitement did not hinder his speed. He arrived in front of Mao Yurou in no time and put down his big hand like Yang Tianxiao.

Frankly speaking, he was very happy. Mao Yurou was very unhappy. The clone was originally less powerful than the original body, and the original body was far inferior to Fan Lao. When Fan Lao attacked, it was a great courage for her not to fall to the ground with her legs trembling.

She didn't think that if she sat down on the ground, she would be so tired that Fan Lao would bend over.

While she was thinking these thoughts, Mao Yurou killed another person.

Fan Lao withdrew his hand in disappointment: "I can't find anything."

A burst of black and red flames burned Mao Yurou, whose eyes were full of fear and hatred, to death. To be precise, it was Mao Yurou's clone No. 1.

There was a thin layer of dust on the ground, and Fan Lao stepped on it and walked into the secret room. There were several layers of defense, which showed how well it was guarded. The owner of the secret room could not resist and opened all of them from the inside.

He took away everything that could be used. He didn't know when Fan Lao started to feel that he was poor subconsciously. If he looked into it carefully, he found out about Hu Qing's family business.

Even the tables and chairs were not spared, and the cloth hanging on the wall could also be used, so he grabbed it. He also searched other rooms, and because Mao Yurou was particular about her daily life, he got a lot of good things.

Afterwards, he showed it to Yao Cenzi and asked, "Why don't you keep two as souvenirs?"

Yao Cenzi: ".Be a human being."

Fan Lao handed the junk over to someone to deal with. He had something important to ask Yao Cenzi: "A person like Mao Yurou wouldn't have only one clone. Think about it, where else could it be?"

Yao Cenzi said: "To revive with a clone, it is not enough to just inject a trace of spiritual consciousness, but a separate soul must be specially separated. With her cultivation level, even with the help of treasures, it cannot exceed one hand. Apart from the Yellow Clothes Ten Thousand Immortals Sect, other places that can make her feel at ease - I can't think of them."

Having said so much, it's all nonsense.

Fan Lao used his fist to signal him to think about it carefully.

Half a day later, Yao Cenzi returned to his place, feeling painful all over, and sighing.

Han Li happened to come back and asked curiously. After thinking for a long time, he said a place: "The culvert near Lao Longmei in Longmei Mountain."

Yao Cenzi was stunned: "What did you say?"

Han Li said again: "You can go there and take a look."

Yao Cenzi was unable to react: "It doesn't seem very safe there? Why do you think it is there?"

Longmei Mountain is located in the Cunzhong area. The plum trees there are as handsome as dragons, especially the largest old plum tree, which has a complete dragon head, body, tail and claws, and looks lifelike. It is a famous tourist attraction and many people go there to play. It is not wise to hide a clone in such a place.

Han Li said calmly, "She has always been conceited. When you went there with her in the past, you praised the old dragon plum, and she said that if this tree were to become a spirit, it would be naturally elegant."

Yao Cenzi thought about it carefully again and again, and said that he couldn't remember.

Han Li added: "When you left, she looked back."

Yao Cenzi said: "You remember it so clearly, can't you let it go?"

Han Li smiled and said, "After she came back, she withdrew a large amount of spiritual crystals from our peak. For several months in a row, Master, you didn't give me any pocket money."

Yao Cenzi: "."

Today I have renewed my understanding of my apprentice's narrow-mindedness.