Chapter 304

"My sister, his brother-in-law... who?"

After Yin Quan was stunned for a moment, he suddenly shook his head:

"Wait, the person you are talking about wouldn't be Junyao, right?"

The voice said: "Who else could it be besides him?"

"... What the hell, do you think this is funny yourself?"

Yin Quan rolled his eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Not funny? Why isn't it funny?"

Not far from Yin Quan, a group of green light rippled up, slowly rising to mid-air, clear and transparent, smooth as brocade, its swaying state, like moonlight entering the room, blurred and dazed.

Then the green light expanded and contracted, and a young Daoist with a long body, red lips and white teeth, and a great sense of a god appeared in mid-air.

Although he was born with a clear appearance, the green clothes on his body were dirty, stained with large pieces of yellow mud, as if he had just escaped from the field, and his posture was sorry.

"Little Martial Uncle... did you go out to steal food and get chased by a dog, and washed your body in the field on the way?"

Seeing the young Daoist walk into the pavilion and sit down.

A foul, fishy, turbid aura rushed toward him, choking Yin Quan until he was dizzy, as if his throat was strangled by a big hand, breathing was difficult, and countless terrifying illusions rose in his brain, seizing people's minds.

Yin Quan secretly operated his mystic arts for a few turns, but it was difficult to disperse.

In desperation, he had to retreat ten or twenty zhang away, leaving the young man sitting alone in the pavilion, eating and drinking as if no one was there.

"I turned around in the Long Gong, and by coincidence, I ran into Tao Shaoyun of the Innate Demonic Sect on the way back.

This woman has a fiery temper and can't take a joke. She got a little angry after being teased by me..."

The young Daoist's throat moved, he sighed, slowly put down the teapot he had raised to his lips, and said helplessly:

"Your Little Martial Uncle and I had a fight with her. Although we didn't distinguish any winner, I don't know where Tao Shaoyun learned such a disgusting and strange magic power.

Once stained with this yellow chalk mud, even if my precious body is clean and flawless, it is difficult to damage.

But in ten days or half a month, this smell will stick to my body, don't think about it disappearing, it is also unbearable!"

At this time, sent by the breeze in the forest.

The smell swayed slightly again.

Forcing Yin Quan to retreat a few more steps, the expression on his face was very strange.

"I remember my master once said that if you, Little Martial Uncle, were not from the Nine Truths Sect, with this mouth, you would be beaten to death if you went out. I saw it today."

Yin Quan covered his nose with his sleeve, muttered in his heart, and then asked:

"Why did Tao Shaoyun come to the Long Gong, could it be—"

"You are a talent of my sect. Senior Brother saw that I was idle in the mountain gate, so he sent me to protect your journey.

And that Zhou Shiyuan is also a figure of the Innate Demonic Sect. Beside him, naturally, there are also great supernatural beings secretly protecting him!"

And before Yin Quan could finish speaking.

The young Daoist guessed what he wanted to say, waved his hand, and interrupted lazily.

"Is Tao Shaoyun really protecting Zhou Shiyuan's Long Gong trip?"

Yin Quan smacked his lips, feeling a little surprised in his heart, and couldn't help but sigh:

"It seems that since Zhou Shiyuan worshipped Chen Yushu as his foster father, he has really gained a lot of benefits. Even such a person is willing to come out of the mountain and run for him, which is also strange."

"How can such things be cleared up?"

The young Daoist shook his head:

"Let's talk about your three battles and three defeats. I am curious, you have clearly cultivated the Twenty-Four Luo Jing Mountains, why did you lose so miserably?"

Yin Quan shrugged his shoulders, didn't care, just told the details of the fight, without missing a single place, and also told Chen Hang's intention.

After listening to his words.

The young Daoist raised his eyebrows slightly and was silent for a long time.

And Yin Quan pondered for a moment, but asked again:

"Little Martial Uncle, with your vision, compared to Chen Hang and Gu Yi of the Hu Zhao Sect and Yin Wuji of the Plague Sect.

Between these three, who can be better?"

"If what you said is correct, if he and Gu Yi are in the same Purple Palace realm, they can at most fight to a draw. As for Yin Wuji..."

The young Daoist shook his head, the meaning of which was self-evident, and said slowly:

"Yin Wuji is the biggest variable of the Plague Sect in these three thousand years!

His nature is high, and he is naturally compatible with the Daoist scriptures of the Plague Sect. You also know that when he first became a Purple Palace, Shen Xingcui and Lu Tingyun of the Zhong Yi Sword Sect joined forces and couldn't take him down.

Such a person cannot be measured by common sense, and he recently obtained the creation of the Vacuum Cave Mansion in the North Sea...

I dare to assert here that after Yin Wuji's cultivation improves, the Daoist position of the Plague Sect will definitely be held by him!"

"The Vacuum Cave Mansion in the North Sea?"

Yin Quan's pupils shrank slightly, obviously hearing this news for the first time, and couldn't help but be surprised.

However, after a moment of trance.

He also collected his mind and asked:

"Since this is the case, then according to Little Martial Uncle, can Chen Hang's planning in the Dharma assembly succeed?"

The young Daoist laughed when he heard this and said:

"Difficult! Difficult! Even if you don't take action, the seventy experts in the arena besides you are all Chen Hang's enemies!

Although he has sword escape, it is also dangerous. If he is careless and falls into a siege, no matter how divine his Daoist methods are, he won't be able to support for long, and he will definitely be driven out of the arena.

Although this move is amazing, once it spreads, it will definitely be famous among the sects and become a beautiful story!

But whether Chen Hang can succeed is indeed hard to say, it can be said to be slim."

Yin Quan nodded silently, without speaking.

However, at this time.

The young Daoist wondered:

"But I have one thing I don't understand. If Chen Hang wants to do this, your Twenty-Four Luo Jing Mountains are a blockage, and it is absolutely difficult to bypass.

But he went to you, the enemy, before the Dharma assembly started and made an agreement, which is interesting."

He narrowed his eyes and thought thoughtfully:

"Could it be... he already knew that you had cultivated the Twenty-Four Luo Jing Mountains?"

"How could it be? Little Martial Uncle, you think too much. It's probably just because we are both of the Eight Sects of the Xuan Sect, and I am a famous person on the Year-End Review.

Chen Hang doesn't want to make too many enemies and mess up his plan, so he did this."

Yin Quan thought for a moment when he heard this, felt it was absurd, shook his head, and said:

"If he doesn't come to find me, a fellow of the Xuan Sect, could he go to find Zhou Shiyuan?

As for Zhang Yuxhen, forgive me for being blunt, although it is not easy for this person to reach this point, he is ultimately limited by his background. If we talk about methods, he is ultimately inferior to us..."

The Twenty-Four Luo Jing Mountains is a very high-level secret method of the Nine Truths Sect.

Even with Yin Quan's status, he only recently received this method and cultivated it for self-protection.

Not to mention other people of the Xuan Sect.

Even in the Nine Truths Sect, those who know that Yin Quan has cultivated the Twenty-Four Luo Jing Mountains are no more than five fingers, and there will never be many, and it is even harder to leak!

And hearing this at this time.

After thinking about it again.

The young Daoist also felt that his previous speculation was indeed too strange, laughed at himself, and didn't think about it anymore.

"Forget it, forget it, everything will be seen in five days at the Dharma assembly, whether Chen Hang will soar into the sky or fail."

The young Daoist didn't say more, just waved his hand and exhorted:

"In short, the Nine Truths Sect and the Yuchen Sect have formed an alliance for many years, and our sect's Daoist and the late Junyao were also close friends.

Since Chen Hang can win three battles and three victories against you, he must be a true elder of Yuchen in the future. It is appropriate to be on good terms with him.

What's more..."

At this time.

The young Daoist added a yin and yang sentence:

"Your sister likes his brother-in-law. If you two discuss it in detail, the connection is not shallow!"

"Isn't it just that my sister didn't want to be your Daoist partner back then? You really hold a grudge, and you still remember it today?"

Yin Quan muttered, and then seeing the young Daoist touch a few more melons and fruits, he walked out of the pavilion swaggeringly, and couldn't help asking:

"Little Martial Uncle, where are you going again?"

"The smell on my body is too strong, I'm going out to hide. If an acquaintance sees me, where would I have any face?"

After saying this, his figure suddenly disappeared, only a streak of white mist slowly dissipated in place, and soon disappeared, and I don't know where he went.

"Yellow chalk soil, I remember my master mentioned that this evil method specializes in dirtying people, and it is extremely poisonous... But Little Martial Uncle is stained with this method, why is he like nothing happened?"

After the young Daoist disappeared.

The foul, fishy, turbid aura slowly dissipated.

Yin Quan pondered for a moment, shook his head, flicked his sleeve, and returned to his room to practice behind closed doors.

At the same time.

Long Gong, in a three-story pavilion with green roofs and red tiles.

Zhou Shiyuan suddenly shook his whole body and woke up from meditation.

And with this abrupt opening of his eyes, the five ghosts floating and lingering around him also let out a miserable howl, burned without fire, and soon turned into a pool of pus, falling to the ground, with no vitality left.

"Wrong again... where exactly is the mistake?"

Zhou Shiyuan looked at the five pools of pus that were as black as ink, his expression sinking slightly.

After he casually sent out a group of dark green demonic fire to destroy the traces on the ground, he paced in the room, and the palms on his back were unconsciously clenched into fists, his eyes flashing.

"Refining methods are not a matter of one day or one night, and the Tong You San Po True Light is a superior method created by the Yuxu Yuanshu Zhenjun himself. How can it be so easy to cultivate?"

At this time, a voice suddenly sounded in the room, with a slight mockery:

"Zhou Shiyuan, your heart is chaotic, which is interesting.

In ordinary times, you have been defeated by Shen Xingcui of the Zhong Yi Sword Sect more than three or five times, but you have never shown such a color.

Instead, you became braver as you fought, and finally fought him to a draw with the 'Qi Prohibition White Blade' technique, forcing him to go to the Western Two Provinces to test his sword.

Why is it that this time you only suffered a slight setback in Chen Hang's hands, and you show such a pitiful posture? How ridiculous!"

When Zhou Shiyuan heard this, it was as if a basin of cold water had been poured over his head, half of his body felt cold, and he shivered.

He hurriedly looked in the direction of the sound, only to see that in the east corner of the room, a beautiful woman with ice skin and jade bones and a charming appearance had appeared at some point.

She was wearing a neon feather dress, combing a falling horse bun, her skin was as white and warm as jade snow, her figure was slender, and her beauty was compelling, which could be called a national beauty, and she was a rare beauty in the world.

However, when Zhou Shiyuan saw this woman, there was no movement in his eyes, and his demeanor was even more respectful. He bowed and said:

"Disciple has seen Elder Tao."

Tao Shaoyun glanced at him and shook her head:

"What are you worried about, the punishment of the Yuxu Yuanshu Zhenjun? This little thing is not enough to be kept in the heart by Master Yuan.

If you lose, you lose. If you only have this capacity, then what are you cultivating? Sooner or later, you will become a human puppet in Master Yuan's hands. For you, it might be even better!"

"..."

Zhou Shiyuan's expression remained unchanged when he heard this, and he said nothing.

And seeing him act like this, Tao Shaoyun shook her head in secret, and she was truly filled with emotion.

Since changing his sect and investing under Chen Yushu's command.

Over the years.

She knew that Chen Yushu was not only powerful in demonic arts and had great supernatural powers.

Similarly, this Master Yuan is also good at controlling subordinates, and his control over people's hearts is meticulous, reaching a point where it is impossible to guard against!

In less than a thousand years.

In the state where Chen Yushu was still imprisoned in the "Water Rong Cheng Du Ming" cave mansion.

The power under his command actually grew from nothing, eating away at all sides little by little, developing and growing, like a snake swallowing an elephant.

To this day.

The size of his lineage is enough to compete with the old Innate Demonic Sect True Lords such as Zhuang Si!

In the Innate Demonic Sect, it can be considered a giant, and it cannot be ignored!

This is certainly due to Chen Yushu's cultivation, which attracted cultivators to work for him.

But his scheming methods.

Are also an important part of it!

However, Zhou Shiyuan is a talent on the Year-End Review, and his ranking is not low.

Such a person actually worshipped Chen Yushu wholeheartedly, willing to be a dog and horse, running and working for him.

Not a human puppet, but better than a human puppet...

This situation made Tao Shaoyun feel slightly surprised.

And thinking that besides Zhou Shiyuan, there were several talents in the Innate Demonic Sect whose aptitude was not inferior to Zhou Shiyuan, and they were all acting like Zhou Shiyuan.

This made Tao Shaoyun feel a chill in her heart in addition to being surprised, not knowing what method Chen Yushu used to make these people work so hard.

However, this is not the time to think too much.

Tao Shaoyun threw a Daoist book from her sleeve to Zhou Shiyuan:

"He wins for a moment, but he may not win for a lifetime. Since you can't beat him in the Purple Palace, then wait for Cave-Mystic, Jin Dan, or Primordial Spirit.

With the help of the Yuxu Yuanshu Zhenjun, your Great Dao is already much smoother than others, so don't lose your heart,"

"This is?"

Zhou Shiyuan took it suspiciously.

"This is a Daoist technique that the Yuxu Yuanshu Zhenjun ordered me to pass on to you. It should have been handed over to you when you cultivated to Cave-Mystic. However, you are restless now. Looking at the mystery, I think it should be able to calm your heart for a while."

Tao Shaoyun said lightly, then seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but smile:

"However, I said the previous sentence wrong. I am afraid Chen Hang may not have the time to cultivate to Cave-Mystic or Jin Dan. Even if he does, it will be in the Innate Demonic Sect!"

"Is the Yuanshu Zhenjun finally going to take action?"

Zhou Shiyuan said with sudden joy.

"Master Yuan does not have the habit of raising tigers."

Tao Shaoyun didn't answer much, and after saying this, she disappeared.

Leaving only the suspicious Zhou Shiyuan holding the Daoist book in the room.

And after Tao Shaoyun left, Zhou Shiyuan frowned and flipped through the Daoist book.

Before long.

A trace of ecstasy flowed out of his eyes, and his gaze was compelling!

"If I can cultivate this technique before the Dharma assembly... a mere sword escape, what is it worth!"

He closed his eyes, covered the book, and sighed deeply.

And five days later.

Suddenly heard a mighty bell sound, it was the start of the Dharma assembly again.

Combined

(End of chapter)