From the fake emperor to the concubine

This statement came out.

The madam, who was originally a little nervous, immediately shut her mouth and crawled away quickly.

It was not until he left the bedroom that Bi Yao stopped asking questions.

She was relieved.

"The Saint Lady's power is growing stronger day by day."

The madam patted her chest and whispered with lingering fear, then she looked cautiously in the direction of the bedroom and no longer dared to have any improper thoughts.

……

The bedroom is decorated in an antique style, with wisps of green smoke rising up.

Biyao's originally calm face now became uncertain.

Because in front of her, a large amount of text opened by the communication talisman was suspended in the air.

Bi Yao glanced at him hastily, and a gloating smile appeared on her beautiful face: "My good junior sister, you are so arrogant and loved by the master on weekdays, but now you have done such a stupid thing.

This little monk with a pure Yang body, as your senior sister, I have to go and take a look at him no matter what."

Bi Yao spoke softly, narrowing her eyes slightly, circulating the abundant spiritual power in her body, and her figure flashed into the air, carefully searching for the scent of her good junior sister Lu Xinran outside the Tiannan Market.

……

Outside the Hehuan Sect, there is the young monk Zhishan from the Fanyin Temple, with a shiny bald head, red lips and white teeth, and a dignified appearance.

Although he is only a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, his appearance is stunning.

Even though he was seriously injured and the spiritual power in his dantian had been sealed, with every step he took, the power of glass permeated the air and the sound of Buddha could be heard faintly, still giving people a feeling of purifying the soul.

"Master Lu, you should go first.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Now with me as a burden, we will definitely not be able to escape the pursuit of that Hehuan Sect senior."

The young monk Zhishan had a pale face, clasped his hands together, chanted Buddhist scriptures, and spoke sincerely to Lu Xinran in front of him.

It was his sincerity that touched Lu Xinran. Otherwise, most men in the world are unfaithful and ordinary lies could not be hidden from her sharp eyes.

Lu Xinran snorted coldly, and a sneer appeared on her beautiful face: "Hehuan Sect, do you think that is a good place?

Tell you, little monk.

I, Lu Xinran, rescued you today only to protect myself. I have no feelings for you.

I just borrowed your pure Yang energy to break the sect's formation and the blood curse that old witch cast on me."

Lu Xinran had a blank expression on his face as he slowly released his crystal-like spiritual power, which spread like fine threads among the surrounding rocks, grass, and lush trees.

Once an enemy approaches.

She will notice it immediately.

The young monk Zhishan sat cross-legged on the ground, and it was unknown what kind of Buddhist secret technique he performed.

In an instant.

A golden light flashed behind his head, and then his face turned paler. As his martial arts skills were activated, he actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

After doing all this, the young monk Zhishan looked a little more relaxed, and he forced a smile on his face, and continued to say to Lu Xinran: "Donor, I just used the Buddhist method of telepathy to disrupt the donor's energy that used me as a cauldron, which should buy more time for the donor.

You just need to go hide somewhere else, and then even the senior from the Hehuan Sect will not be able to find your trace."

Lu Xinran didn't quite believe it at first, but as she explored the surroundings with her crystallized divine sense, she indeed discovered many tracking methods left by the Hehuan Sect. Whether it was the positioning method or the secrets of the martial arts, they all disappeared without a trace at this moment.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xinran turned around with a smug look on her face, and said to the little monk Zhishan: “I did nothing wrong in bringing you, a monk.

You are indeed a Buddhist disciple of Fanyin Temple!"

Afterwards, Lu Xinran grabbed the young monk Zhishan and ran towards the valley outside the forest, determined to escape from the influence of the Hehuan Sect.

……

At this moment, the scene changed to the Hehuan Sect.

An elder dressed in pink and white clothes, with phoenix eyebrows slightly furrowed, exuding a powerful aura of the late crystallization stage, stood in the huge square in the center of the Hehuan Sect and ordered all the disciples: "From today on, Lu Xinran, the true disciple of the Hehuan Sect's master, will defect from the sect and take away the furnace tripod of the pure yang body of the Fanyin Temple.

He has become the public enemy of our Hehuan Sect.

Anyone who finds him will be killed without mercy!"

Following the order given by the senior from the Hehuan Sect, all the disciples below shouted in unison: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

There will always be brave men when there is a big reward. A group of disciples of the Hehuan Sect, whether they were in the Foundation Establishment Stage or the Crystallization Stage, all took off into the air and flew towards the direction where Lu Xinran and the young monk Zhishan might escape like an overwhelming force.

After all the disciples left, the senior from the Hehuan Sect revealed a strong murderous intent in his beautiful face: "Lu Xinran, when the Sect Master comes out of seclusion, no matter where you flee to, you will never survive.

The blood curse of the master.

How could it be easily eliminated by a pure yang body?
The power of the cold jade bracelet is much more terrifying than you can imagine."

As she pondered secretly, she looked at the cold jade bracelet on her wrist.

The higher the level of cultivation, the higher the grade of the cold jade bracelet. While it replenishes the cultivator's cultivation, it is also the biggest cage that binds the crystallization-stage cultivators of the Hehuan Sect.

“I don’t know what’s going on with the Saint.

She got ahead of the others, broke away from the sect, and gained a certain degree of freedom."

Thinking of this, a trace of envy appeared in the eyes of the Hehuan Sect senior, "I hope Lu Xinran doesn't run to the sky to find the sword, otherwise she will be in trouble if she meets that saint girl."

at this time.

The overwhelming hatred for Lu Xinran on the face of this Hehuan Sect elder had weakened a little, and he even felt a little relieved, wishing that Lu Xinran could escape.

Because if the other party can really break free from the shackles of the Hehuan Sect's Golden Core Ancestor, it means that these cultivators in the Crystallization Period will also have the possibility of surviving and gaining freedom.

……

As time goes by, the weather keeps changing.

Lu Xinran and the young monk Zhishan from the Fanyin Temple, the two people who defected from the Hehuan Sect, were constantly consuming their spiritual energy, but they did not dare to stop for a moment and fled desperately.

It was not until they came outside the Hehuan Sect's sphere of influence that they finally stopped and took a breath.

Next to a clear water pond, Lu Xinran scooped up some water in her hands and took a few sips. She felt her body was moisturized and she instantly regained her vitality.

She glanced at the little monk Zhishan next to her and said with disdain, "Why, you little monk are not happy about leaving the Hehuan Sect?
Or are you reluctant to leave the so-called paradise of Hehuan Sect?"

She thought that the reason why the young monk Zhishan was always depressed was because of this reason, but she didn't expect that the young monk Zhishan's thoughts were far more insightful than hers.

“Even if I leave the Hehuan Sect, I may not be able to escape from the benefactor’s clutches.

Can the benefactor really let go of my pure yang body?"

The young monk Zhishan sighed slightly and said.

As soon as he said this, Lu Xinran's expression suddenly straightened. The pretense of ease and arrogance she had shown before disappeared in an instant, and her true face was revealed at this moment.

“The people of the He Huan Sect, whether they escaped or stayed, are all controlled and have no freedom.

If people like them really had a pure heart, they would have been eaten until not even a bone was left. How could they have the chance to see the light of day again?

You are quite smart, little monk, but unfortunately, your cleverness backfired.

After saying these words, aren't you afraid that I will take your body, suck away your spiritual power, and destroy your spiritual roots?
By the time.

For those old monks in Fanyin Temple, a young monk like you is of no use to them."

In response to this threat, the young monk Zhishan just smiled slightly, with a faint smile on his face, and did not seem to be worried.

"Things are not as the donor thought."

The young monk Zhishan smiled and shook his head without responding.

The atmosphere between the two of them has remained the same for many days, with no change.

"The Tiannan Market is ahead, the sphere of influence of the Tianxuan Sword Sect. I hope I don't run into that vicious woman."

Lu Xinran looked into the distance and couldn't help but speak.

A hint of curiosity flashed in the eyes of the young monk Zhishan. After all, during his time in the Hehuan Sect, there was only one person who had never met the senior leader of the Hehuan Sect.

There are very few people who can scare Lu Xinran in front of them.

This gave the young monk a little anticipation for what was to come.

……

In Tiannan Market, Zheng Yi came to the entrance of the sixteenth floor again.

As soon as his aura appeared, Bi Yao, the Holy Maiden of the He Huan Sect, came towards him as lightly as a spring breeze.

"Senior, you are finally here."

Bi Yao had a rosy face and a slightly red complexion. She immediately took Zheng Yi's arm.

If it weren’t for Zheng Yi’s stern expression.

She'd probably already thrown herself into his arms.

"Senior, you came to see me. Are you missing me?"

Bi Yao said in a soft voice, with a hint of sweetness in her voice.

She took Zheng Yi's arm and helped him into the 16th floor in front of them.

When everyone in Tianyin Pavilion saw that it was Senior Bi Yao, they immediately gave up the idea of ​​approaching and chatting her up.

On the sixteenth floor, except for a few people, no one can match her crystallization stage cultivation.

not to mention.

They didn't know Zheng Yi's background, so naturally they didn't dare to take any risks.

Bi Yao glanced at the people who were peeping around, licked her red lips, her face became more and more flushed, and said to Zheng Yi sweetly: "The charm of the senior is getting stronger and stronger.

If we don’t hurry up, the younger generation will lose the older generation.”

Zheng Yi glanced at Bi Yao without saying anything. He walked straight into the brothel and came to Bi Yao's boudoir.

"Did something happen to the Hehuan Sect?"

Zheng Yi asked.

Although he was in the Dragon Blood Mine Shop in Tiannan Market, thanks to the information channels of the Tianxuan Sword Sect, he was well aware of the slightest movement among the major forces in the Eastern Wilderness.

What’s more, it is a major event involving the Hehuan Sect and the Fanyin Temple.

Before this, this matter had not been circulated in the Eastern Wilds because the Fanyin Temple kept it secret and the Hehuan Sect also kept it extremely secret.

But now that the matter has become so big, Zheng Yi naturally heard about it.

"Could it be that Senior is interested in my junior sister?
Junior sister's temper is not like that of a slave, she will not always obey the senior."

There was a hint of resentment in Bi Yao's eyes as she spoke.

She squeezed out the cleavage on her chest intentionally or unintentionally.

However, Zheng Yi remained unmoved.

"I was just thinking, can I use this opportunity to push you to the position of leader of the Hehuan Sect?"

Zheng Yi said lightly.

This sentence instantly made Bi Yao stop her coquettish movements.

She stared at Zheng Yi with wide eyes in surprise, her mouth slightly open, unable to speak for a moment.

After a long while, a look of resentment emerged in Bi Yao's charming eyes: "Senior, are you teasing me?"

"Do you think I have the time to think about this?"

Zheng Yi sat upright in the room with the windows closed.

He was not used to the strong smell of rouge in the room.

"Kill the leader of the Hehuan Sect, and you can take his place as the deputy leader and manage the huge Hehuan Sect. This will be of greater help to me in regaining my strength.

Although my strength is not enough to directly deal with the Jindan realm sect leader, with the many backup plans I left behind, it is still easy to kill a Jindan realm cultivator.

It depends on whether you are willing or not. "

Zheng Yi's eyes swept over Bi Yao, and then continued, "If you don't want to, your junior sister has now defected from the Hehuan Sect.

She might be a suitable candidate.

If I'm not mistaken, your junior sister should also be in the crystallization stage, barely qualified to be the deputy sect leader."

"senior……"

As soon as Zheng Yi finished speaking, Bi Yao called out coquettishly.

She lowered her head slightly, and the big red bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks outlined the seductive curves of her chest.

"Senior, please stop teasing me, okay?"

Bi Yao's breath is as fragrant as orchid, as if she is a reincarnated fox spirit, constantly seducing Zheng Yi.

But Zheng Yi just looked at her a few more times and didn't have any other reaction.

“If you are going to take on the position of deputy suzerain, put away this look.

In the future, the Hehuan Sect will have to deal with other forces in the Eastern Wasteland. As the deputy leader of the Hehuan Sect, you will naturally have to handle many affairs for me."

Zheng Yi said.

Hearing the deep meaning in Zheng Yi's words, Bi Yao immediately restrained her expression, quickly put on her coat and tidied her clothes.

In the blink of an eye.

She changed from being charming and enchanting just now to being a high and mighty, unattainable saint, with majesty revealed between her eyebrows, as if keeping people at a distance.

This temperament is very real. After all, Bi Yao is the saint of the Hehuan Sect.

"After we take care of the matter at the Flower House, we will set off for the Hehuan Sect."

After Zheng Yi finished speaking, he planned to leave first.

At this moment, a crystallized aura of the Hehuan Sect appeared on the sixteenth floor, right in front of the flower building where they were.

Zheng Yi's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a playful smile.

Bi Yao's expression tensed at first, but then she couldn't help but giggled: "Senior, my junior sister is here.

I, the junior, am unable to serve you for the time being, but although I am not as good as you, it also feels good in my own way.

This can be used as a token of my loyalty to my predecessors."

With just a few words, Bi Yao determined the fate of her junior sister Lu Xinran, whom she had never met. After all, she was the senior sister and thought she had the right to do so.

Zheng Yi didn't say anything, but walked to the window sill and looked at the uninvited guest from above.

I have to say, the other party was really unlucky!

If it was later or earlier...

There should still be a turning point!

It really shouldn’t be.

"senior!"

Bi Yao leaned on Zheng Yi's body again and looked at her good junior sister, Lu Xinran and the little monk behind them.

"We have a great harvest this time!" (End of this chapter)