After converting to Qingqing Dao, my little junior sister went crazy

The new county magistrate of Yuhong City arrived very quickly, and it was Yan Beizhou Yu Jian who brought him here.

After living for more than thirty years, this was the first time he experienced the feeling of flying in the sky.

When he got off the sword, his soul was floating.

After taking office, he was still very busy, having to deal with the mess left by County Magistrate Liu and his son.

Things here are almost settled, Shujue plans to go to Xiaoyi's house again.

The curse cannot be broken without the blood of the person who drew the talisman, but Yan Beizhou has been tinkering with something in the past few days that can suppress the curse.

Go ahead and suppress the curse on Xiao Yi. It will last for more than a year.

But before suppressing him, Shu Jue made him swear an oath: no matter what, he would not maliciously harm the human race.

Because although Yan Beizhou suppressed the curse in his body, there was no guarantee that he would be able to suppress it for a year and a half.

If something unexpected happened in the middle, the suppression of the curse in Xiao Yi's body might be released again.

Not just him, everyone who suppressed the curse swore some kind of oath.

Some people were reluctant, but under the threat of death, they finally compromised.

There are also some people who have been successfully cursed. Although they have been screened out, it is still difficult to deal with them.

Yan Beizhou discussed this matter with Pei Xingmo and other sect leaders, and finally decided to take them to Qing Hongzong to stay.

There is a peak in Hongzong of the Qing Dynasty that is quiet and quiet, and they decided to place these people there.

There are a total of one hundred and thirty-two people. Yan Beizhou and Yun Zhou can take them back together.

A group of people boarded the Yunzhou boat and found it very novel.

The Yunzhou swayed slightly and began to slowly rise into the air.

All the scenery gradually became smaller in the eyes, and a layer of white mist gradually appeared on the bottom of the boat, which was already sailing above the clouds.

Yan Beizhou turned around and ignored it. He could reach Qing Hongzong by walking straight from this direction.

"Sage, will we die in the future?"

"Immortal, can the curse on us really be broken?"

"Fairy..."

"We can't guarantee that we can definitely break the curse on you." As soon as Yan Beizhou said this, everyone around him was stunned.

They all thought that Yan Beizhou would give them a positive answer. After all, they all said that the Qinghong Sect was a super sect in the world of immortality, and this was the disciple of the master of the Qinghong Sect, so he must be very powerful, right?

"However, we will do our best to help you find a way to break the curse. If I can catch the person who drew the talisman, I will rush back immediately."

Yan Beizhou is not very good at saying nice things, but he can definitely do what he says.

The words left here are not only his promise to these southern people, but also his promise to himself.

"With the immortal's words, we can rest assured."

"Yes, Immortal, don't worry, we will definitely stay in Qinghongzong and practice well, and we won't cause you any trouble."

The people responded in response, making Yan Beizhou's eyes soften a bit.

"Something's wrong." A fellow disciple suddenly said: "We are being followed!"

He had just entered the realm of immortality not long ago, and it was hard to say whether he was following or ambushing him.

After he said these words, four small cloud boats appeared from the nearby clouds and gradually approached.

The small cloud boat is completely black, with magic patterns painted on its body.

There was a woman in black sitting on the side of one of the cloud boats. The black and purple lines spreading from the corners of the woman's eyes were particularly eye-catching. "Not bad, they can actually detect us." The woman stood up and stood directly in the air. Looking at Shujue and his group, she took two steps forward in the void, her eyes a little crazy: "But, You can only stay here today, we demons will take these people away."

Of course she was talking about those who were cursed.

As soon as the coercion of the mid-stage Nascent Soul emerged, those who had been cursed on Yunzhou were shaken, and some even spit out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

"Okay, don't struggle anymore." The woman took a deep breath, closed her eyes and enjoyed it: "Let me smell it, whose flesh and blood is more fragrant?"

She looked at Yan Beizhou, "You just said you wanted to help them break the curse? Let's start with you."

As soon as she finished speaking, her figure disappeared.

An alarm bell rang in Yan Beizhou's heart. He relied on instinct and turned sideways, and grazed a long knife against his shoulder.

"Oh, how capable are you?" The woman raised her lips, "Let me see how capable you are."

Her figure disappeared from the spot again. Yan Beizhou was vigilantly guarding his surroundings. A figure suddenly sprang out from behind him, and with the sound of whistling wind, a long knife slashed towards the back of his head.

Yan Beizhou's breath was stagnant, and he subconsciously grabbed the sword at his waist to block it.

A strong force threw him away with his sword and body, and there was a shattering pain on his wrist. Yan Beizhou looked down and saw that his hand hung down feebly, and the sword fell off from his hand.

"Third Senior Brother!"

Ropes with hooks stretched out from the four small cloud boats, and a group of demons jumped from the small cloud boats to the cloud boat where Shujue and the others were.

Shu Jue led a few disciples to deal with the demons while protecting the people who were cursed.

She has a high level of cultivation, but she can't stand the large number of demons. There are always demons running through the gaps, trying to capture those people.

Shu Jue's long sword pierced the chest of a demon mercilessly, and blood splattered when he pulled it out.

She turned around and saw the female demon slashing at Yan Beizhou with her sword.

Shu Jue kicked the demon corpse next to him with one kick, and activated his skills to increase his speed to the extreme.

The sharp pain on Yan Beizhou's wrist made him dizzy for a moment. When he heard Shu Jue calling him, he raised his head.

The next moment, countless ice swords appeared out of thin air, surrounding him tightly.

The long knife struck the ice sword, and instantly cracks appeared on the ice sword.

The water spirit roots in Shujue's body surged out and turned into a water rope. She controlled it and flew to Yan Beizhou's waist. With a sudden tug, she pulled Yan Beizhou to her side.

All the ice swords were broken into pieces, and the fragments fell one after another.

Another water rope caught Yan Beizhou's fallen sword and floated beside her holding the sword.

"Third Senior Brother, are you okay?" Looking at Yan Beizhou's hands hanging weakly, she frowned tightly.

"It's okay." Yan Beizhou swallowed a pill and held the sword with his left hand.

"Leave these demons to you, senior brother, I will go meet her."

Shu Jue jumped up and the moon appeared in his hand.

She blocked the demon woman who was still chasing Yan Beizhou and stood with her sword in hand: "Your opponent is me."

She didn't use any techniques to improve her cultivation. This time she wanted to see how far she was compared to the mid-level Nascent Soul with her own strength.

"Bingling root?" The woman narrowed her eyes: "Are you the disciple of the sect leader that Master Zhu Yan mentioned? Since you brought it to your door yourself, I won't be polite."

Shu Jue didn't say anything more and raised his sword.

The silver-white long sword was surrounded by three-color spiritual energy and struck the woman hard.