Fujiwayuan smiled gloomyly, his eyes showed a huge murderous intent, and he thought to himself: "Li'er, Grandpa is here to avenge you." Thinking of Teng Li, Fujiwayuan couldn't help but feel sad. The most eye-catching and talented junior among the fourth generation of the Teng family was suddenly killed.

After Teng Li's death, Teng Huayuan investigated in detail and finally understood the reason. Except for Wang Lin, he held all the idle people who caused Teng Li's death in his heart.

At this time, the monk who was as fairy-like as a monk sighed leisurely and said, "Fellow Daoist Teng, I have calculated that person for you before. Why do you still have to find someone close to him when you are in Ming Valley? Forget it, Fellow Daoist Teng, you have to be injustice and have a debt to your lord, and you will take your anger from mortals. This kind of thing is really too unpleasant to spread."

The surface of the fungus Huayuan sank into the water, staring at the monk without saying a word.

The monk smiled bitterly and shook his head, touched the ancient mirror in his hand, and made a gesture with his right hand. He patted it gently. The ancient mirror suddenly flew out of his hand and wandered around in the air, as if looking for a direction, but after a long time, the ancient mirror turned left and right, but could not find the final direction.

The monk frowned, knowing that there were too few clues available, so he swung his sleeves and half the ancient mirror in the air in his right hand. The small mirror immediately returned to the monk's hand.

The monk bit his fingertips and quickly drew a symbol on the mirror. Another throw was another one. This time the mirror grew in the wind and immediately became several times bigger. The mirror was crystal clear and shining with layers of ripples.

The mirror surface slants, illuminating the vine-turning element.

"Fellow Daoist Fuji, don't be surprised. This ancient mirror needs to absorb the curse energy of you and that person," the monk said with a serious expression.

A trace of black gas radiated from the forehead of Teng Huayuan and quickly drilled into the ancient mirror. The ripples on the mirror surface became more and more, and under the layers of ripples, a large house slowly reflected into it.

Teng Huayuan's eyes flashed with murderous intent. After a glance, he stared at the monk with fairy spirit without saying a word.

The monk hesitated for a moment, sighed lightly, and with a move of his right hand, the ancient mirror floated down, instantly increasing several times, becoming more than one person taller. The monk smiled bitterly and stepped into the mirror with one foot.

Fujiwayuan smiled grimly at the corner of his mouth and followed in.

After the two entered the mirror, the ancient mirror quickly shrank and eventually disappeared without a trace.

There is a small town a hundred miles away from this place. The Wang family is in the countryside and is considered a prominent family. It is said that several tribes in the clan have joined the immortal sect. This is well known to everyone in the remote town.

The Wang family is a carpenter and has a large and small number of workshops and shops in the town. In the eyes of outsiders, the Wang family can almost be said to be the largest family within a radius of dozens of miles.

The most luxurious thing in the entire town is the Wang family's mansion. On this day, the sun in the sky was like a big stove, scorching the earth. The guardian of the Wang family's ancestral house was leaning against the door railing, holding a fan to drive away the heat.

The blue cloth jacket on his body, his back and chest were already soaked with sweat.

"This damn weather is so hot that it won't make people live anymore." The guy untied his jacket and slapped hard with a fan.

At this time, the door of a side room in the house was pushed open. A girl dressed in a maid, walked out with a celadon bowl, turned left and right in the house. Not long after, she came to the gate. After seeing the guy, she burst into laughter and said, "Brother, drink a bowl of sour plum soup to relieve the heat."

When the young man turned around and looked at the girl, he immediately smiled. He took the celadon bowl and drank it in one sip. He suddenly felt cool all over and sighed: "It's better for the men to enjoy it. This iced sour plum soup is so delicious. Little sister, when you came out, you didn't let Young Master Hao see it?"

The girl took the fan and fanned the guy, laughing and said, "Brother, don't worry, the young master didn't see me. I ran out when he was not paying attention. Besides, Mr. Hao is so good, even if he sees it, it's okay."

The guy enjoyed his sister's fanning and nodded and said, "That's right, Mr. Hao is an immortal, how can he be as good as us? Sister, you have to show more. If you can be taken by Mr. Hao as a concubine, then your brother will be successful. I will be satisfied with a deacon."

The girl's pretty face turned red, she gave her brother a blank look, and said, "Brother, you have been in the Wang family for a long time. I heard that there are three young masters who have been selected as immortals in total, but I have been here for three years. Why did you see Mr. Zhuo come back once except Mr. Hao, and there is no third person?"

The guy said proudly: "I really know this. The third young master is named Wang Lin. He is incomparable to Young Master Hao and the others. I heard that he is..." As soon as he said this, he suddenly stopped and stared at the sky blankly.

I saw a long rainbow breaking through the sky and landing on the ground in the blink of an eye, revealing a young man in black clothes. The young man had a white face, his eyebrows and starry eyes, and he was quite handsome. He was carrying a sword behind his back, and his sword spears fluttered, and he looked like a worldly aura, and he was leisurely born.

But if you look closely, you will find that he is no longer young, with a little fine lined at the corners of his eyes. His former arrogance is gone at this time, with a slight sense of vicissitudes.

"Zhuo...Young Master Zhuo." The young man stuttered and bent down quickly.

The girl was also shocked by the other party's way of falling from the sky and stood behind her brother in a hurry.

The person coming was Wang Zhuo. He frowned, looked at the clerk, and said, "Your name is Wang Tao, right?"

The guy didn't expect that Wang Zhuo actually remembered his name, so he immediately became energetic and quickly said, "Young Master Zhuo, the youngest is Wang Tao."

Wang Zhuo hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Wang Tao, who told you about Wang Lin? What did you say?"

Wang Tao's heart trembled and he hurriedly said, "Yes... it was the butler and the others who said that Young Master Lin was probably shameless to come back, and he also said that he was a waste back then, trying to compete with you for the qualification to cultivate immortality."

Wang Zhuo remained silent. After a long time, he sighed slowly, as if he was talking to himself and said to Wang Tao: "He has the courage to leave the sect, I don't have this..."

Wang Tao was stunned. When he heard Wang Zhuo's words, he immediately wondered. At this moment, a young man suddenly walked out of the house. The young man was handsome and handsome, standing not far away, looking at Wang Zhuo, and said calmly: "Wang Zhuo, long time no see."

Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "Wang Hao, we haven't seen each other for three years, you have changed a lot."

Wang Hao showed melancholy on his face, and both of them fell silent. The guy Wang Tao and his sister stood aside and did not dare to breathe. Looking at these two people, Wang Tao knew that they were the prides of the Wang family and the lofty immortals.

"Is there any news about Wang Lin?" Wang Hao said in a low voice.

"Since he left the Hengyue Sect, there has been no news." Wang Zhuo said with a complicated expression on his face.

"What are you practicing now? With your qualifications, you should be attracted by many elders." Wang Hao sighed and asked.

"It's hard to describe it. I'm now in the eleventh level of the Qi Condensation Period. This was only after I got lucky in the competition last year and entered the back mountain." Wang Zhuo said bitterly.

At this moment, the whole sky suddenly darkened, and the originally hot temperature disappeared in this moment. A huge mirror appeared silently in the air. A wave of light flashed on the mirror, and under layers of ripples, they walked out of the two. One of the two had the aura of immortal spirit, while the other was shrouded in gloomy meaning.

A huge pressure from the side fell from the sky in vain.

Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao's expressions changed drastically, and they didn't dare to breathe deeply. Wang Zhuo quickly clasped his fists and said respectfully: "My younger brother, Wang Zhuo, pay homage to the two seniors."

The immortal cultivator was stunned, looked at Wang Zhuo, and said, "Xuan Dao Sect? Do you have any certificate?"

Wang Zhuo was frightened and had a bad premonition. He quickly took out a jade slip that proved his identity from the storage bag. The monk grabbed it with his big hand, and held it in his hand and looked at it intently. Then he glanced at Wang Hao and said, "So are you?"

Wang Hao was originally smart, but he nodded without hesitation.

Teng Huayuan snorted lightly, flicked his sleeves, and suddenly, "bang, bang". The guy standing next to Wang Zhuo and his sister immediately exploded, and blood and blood splattered everywhere.

Two yellow smoke and dust floated out of the two people's bodies. Teng Huayuan waved his right hand and a small black flag floated in the air. The two smoke and dust were immediately taken into it after a roll of smoke and dust.

Immediately afterwards, two painful faces appeared on the flag, which were the guy and his sister.

"Today, no chickens and dogs are left behind!" Fuji Huayuan said gloomyly, and walked over Wang Zhuo and Wang Hao and walked into the house.

Besides, Wang Lin quickly escaped in Cassin Valley. Behind him, two men and one women were pursuing him with murderous intent.

While running, Wang Lin suddenly felt a pain in his chest, as if an invisible awl was stabbing hard. This pain was not a physical injury, but a kind of pain from the soul in the ethereal and empty space.
Chapter completed!