Yang Yuran thought.

Martial arts are more important than killing. No matter how he abides by the law, now there is always a little bit of violence in his heart.

Of course, there is only a little bit.

Swish!

In the next moment, he had followed the guidance of many ingredients and truly stepped into this recipe.

Buzz!

The shallow light curtain opened in front of his eyes, and the sky instantly turned from gloomy to extremely bright.

The sky is high, the mountains are high, and the sea of ​​clouds is underneath.

This seemed to be the place where a huge mountain gate was, but the clearest thing he saw was only a small courtyard.

In the courtyard, there seemed to be laughter and joy, and there was a faint feeling of pinkness.

When Yang Yu looked at it, he saw a burly Taoist on the reclining chair in the yard, holding a milf Taoist nun, intimate.

"Uncle Master is so beautiful and can eat, but his charm still exists...Who?!"

"ah!"

...

...

The Nanling Mountains are many mountains, and there have always been a small 100,000 mountains to claim to be themselves.

If you look down from the sea of ​​clouds, you can see that the peaks of the Nanling Mountains are like forests, stretching for countless billions of miles.

During this period, huge green trees cover the sky and the sun, thick vines spread thousands of feet, and ferocious birds and beasts appear in the mountains and forests, with constant roars and roars.

A big river surrounds the mountains like a giant dragon, spreading countless miles.

Cangjiangmen, which is in charge of the corner of Nanling, is located among the mountains, above the Cangjiang River.

The sea of ​​clouds is like a jade belt, lingering around the mountains, and there is a magnificent mountain gate like an immortal palace.

when!

The morning bell rang, and Cangjiangmen, which had been silent all night, also recovered and breathing purple air was an indispensable step for many immortal sects.

However, today, the "Purple Qi Platform" that was crowded with people in the past seems sparse.

"call!"

"suck!"

The purple air of the rising sun flashed by, but seemed to be led down by a sound of breathing, and the purple air platform was full of purple for a moment.

"call!"

In less than a moment, the purple air dissipated, and the disciples retreated. The old Taoist sitting on the high platform was slightly unhappy:

"Where is Fang Qing? Why is he absent from morning class? I remember that he seems to have not yet gone down the mountain..."

"Return to Master."

A disciple bowed:

"Senior brother will go down the mountain tomorrow, maybe he is getting some clothes?"

"snort!"

The old Taoist looked slightly dark, suddenly raised his hand and popped up a sword of Qi. With a light sound, the sword light had disappeared without a trace.

In less than a moment, a calm sound came from somewhere in the mountains, somewhere in the quiet courtyard:

"Where is Fang Qing?!"

"Fang Qing?"

...

After calling out dozens of times in a row, the old Taoist's peace was swept away. He was furious and took one step forward, whistling with the wind and thunder:

"Fang Qing! Don't say that you are the best in the true teachings. Even if you are, how dare you ignore your elders?!"

The sake Taoist shouted softly, and the grass and trees within a radius of ten miles were all hidden, as if the air flow was no longer flowing. However, there was still no movement in the courtyard.

"Fang Qing?!"

Now, the sake Taoist was really angry, and he was about to fall down from the clouds when he screamed.

"Um?!"

Suijiu looked tight, but she saw that the gate of the courtyard was knocked open. A burly Taoist priest had his hair disheveled, and was filled with shock and anger in a trance:

"Uncle Master, disciple, disciple's 'Key of Ten Thousand Immortals' is lost!"

"Don't lose it?!"

Sake almost thought he had heard it wrong:

"You, you haven't fought with someone, how could you lose it?"

The key of Ten Thousand Immortals refers to the authority of the Ten Thousand Immortals. Only with this thing can you communicate with it, so it is also called a key.

This thing can be traded or snatched, but this is Cangjiangshan Gate!

"who?!"

Sake was furious, while Fang Qing was extremely frightened:

"Last night, when my disciple was meditating, I was in a moment of trance. I just felt that someone killed me in a dream. When I woke up, the key to the Ten Thousand Immortals was lost..."

"Murder in a dream?!"

If ordinary people hear such a ridiculous thing, it must be a refutation, but the sake Taoist looked tight:

"Can you see this person's face clearly?"

"That man, that man was too fierce. He beat his disciples with just a pair of flesh fists... He only saw him wearing blood clothes and calling himself Nanling,

Yes, he is named Nanling..."

Fang Qing told her in a daze, her face turned red and red.

It is difficult to keep the precepts. He has kept the precepts for many years, but the desire in his heart becomes stronger and stronger. For this reason, he learned a wonderful skill and could put his desires into his dreams to maintain the precepts without falling...

But who expected that spring dreams turned into nightmare...

"Nanling?"

Sake was already sitting cross-legged, following Fang Qing's statement, he communicated with the picture of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Buzz!

However, before he could ask, he could hear a roar, and a bright yellow meteor passed by his eyes.

At the same time, in the world, the eyes of the masters of the magical powers, the masters of the Ten Capitals, and even the masters of the Nine Yao who communicated with the picture of the Ten Immortals in this moment.

In a trance, huge gold lists seemed to appear in front of everyone's eyes, and the bright yellow light came from one of them.
Chapter completed!