Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 152 This thing is destined to be with me, and this thing is also destined to be with me
"Aunt You, I'm sorry... wuwu... It's all my fault... Wait until my father comes, I will make him avenge you!"

In the room, Bi Yao applied medicine to You Ji with tears in her eyes. Both sides of You Ji's cheeks were swollen and the palm prints were clearly visible.

Compared to Bi Yao's self-blame, You Ji didn't have any thoughts. Instead, she couldn't help laughing when looking at Bi Yao's face.

It was not because of anything else, but because the two big turtles were so conspicuous and abstract, with their tails stuck in Biyao's nostrils, which looked funny no matter how you looked at it.

In her opinion, just getting beaten and surviving was the best outcome of the incident, and Bi Yao was not hurt at all.

"This young man named Russell has really great cultivation. Even if your father is here, he may not be able to capture him easily." You Ji analyzed calmly after recalling how she was captured.

"Ah?" Bi Yao raised her head in surprise. Although there had always been a gap between her and her father because of her mother's affairs, she had never doubted his cultivation.

In her opinion, the only person in the world who can be compared with her father, the Ghost King, is Taoist Master Daoxuan of Qingyun Sect.

"Although this young man is young, his cultivation is extremely high. He also masters a secret technique targeting the soul, but he is not well-known. Master Xianyun..." You Ji's eyes flickered, and she recalled the relevant information about Chaoyang Peak in her mind.

Zhenren Xianyun, she remembered that Zhenren Xianyun was the closed disciple of the previous generation of the abbot of Chaoyang Peak. His situation was the same as Russell's current situation. He was young but of high seniority.

But I have never heard of what abilities Master Xianyun has. How could he have taught such a powerful disciple like Russell?

"Then Aunt You, are we going to Kongsang Mountain this time?" Bi Yao asked timidly.

"Go." You Ji thought for a moment and said, "Since that young hero Luo didn't kill us tonight, he probably won't kill us in the future. We should stay away from him and nothing will happen."

"Okay." Bi Yao nodded, then looked at You Ji's legs and asked doubtfully, "Aunt You, I saw that you had difficulty walking just now. Do you need to apply some ointment on your legs?"

"No, that's not necessary. Biyao, you should go wash your face first." Youji's expression and movements were unnatural and stiff for a moment.

Although Bi Yao was puzzled, she did not ask any more questions. She really should go wash her face. She didn't know what that guy had just drawn on her face. It was so hateful!

After Bi Yao left, You Ji slowly turned over, touched her swollen buttocks, and gritted her teeth.

……

"Uncle Master, did you fight with someone last night?"

The next morning, while having breakfast, Zhang Xiaofan asked this question under the strange gazes of several others.

He was accustomed to practicing Mahavairocana at night, and with his sharp ears and eyes, he heard some noises from the outside world.

"I didn't hear any noise last night." Lu Xueqi said.

"Me too." Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu also echoed.

Everyone looked at Russell in unison. Russell wiped his mouth calmly and nodded, "There were indeed two blind thieves last night. They have been dealt with."

"Junior Brother Zhang is indeed very perceptive." Qi Hao exclaimed in admiration.

In fact, between Zhang Xiaofan and Lu Xueqi, before Lu Xueqi risked her life to use the magic sword to control thunder, he always thought that Zhang Xiaofan put more pressure on him.

After all, as an orthodox magic cultivator like him, he really didn't know how to deal with the stick that couldn't be shaken off once it stuck to him.

"Brother Qi, thank you for your kind words." Zhang Xiaofan touched his head with a silly smile.

To this day, although he still has a little bit of first love for his senior sister, he no longer has much hostility towards Qi Hao.

Because after taking the spiritual lotus root and breaking through, he found that his senior sister had no time to practice cultivation. If he had time to be jealous, it would be better for him to practice Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao or Mahavairocana. The pleasure generated by the breakthrough of the martial arts is the real comfort.

After an incense stick of time, the few people finished their breakfast, hurriedly paid the bill, and left in a hurry.

They have already been delayed here for a night. If they don't hurry up, they might miss the important task of Senior Brother Xiao Yicai who is undercover in the Blood Refining Hall.

Kongsang Mountain is three thousand miles outside Heyang City. Even though the few people hurried as fast as they could, it was already dusk when they arrived at Kongsang Mountain. The sun was setting in the west, and the hazy yellow sunset shone on Kongsang Mountain, which seemed to bring a bit of desolation and horror.

"Uncle Master, shall we go up the mountain now?" Qi Hao asked at the foot of the mountain.

"No need, I know a small path that leads directly to the heart of the Blood Refining Hall." Russell waved his hand and asked everyone to follow him.

Trail?

Zhang Xiaofan, Lu Xueqi and others looked at each other in bewilderment. If they remembered correctly, this should be the first time that Uncle Russell came down the mountain. How did he know the path on Kongsang Mountain?

This information was naturally obtained from Bi Yao and You Ji.

When Russell announced that he wanted to carve a turtle on Biyao's front teeth, Youji directly took out the map of Kongsang Mountain.

After wandering around in the ravine for a while, they finally found a statue of Our Lady of Wisdom. Russell followed the instructions on the map and moved a blue brick under the feet of the statue. With a rumbling sound, the statue moved away, revealing the secret passage under its feet.

Before going down the secret passage, Russell warned:
"Through here is the Blood Refining Hall's lair. From the intelligence I've received, there are many demons in the Blood Refining Hall. Get ready, there will definitely be a fierce battle later. But you don't have to worry too much. I will watch the battle from the sidelines. Just let go and fight. If you run out of energy or are unable to cope, I will take action to clean up the mess."

"Uncle Master, rest assured. I understand." The four of them bowed and accepted the order.

Soon, the group of five passed through the deep and long corridor. When they saw the light again, they saw an incredibly huge space in front of them. The light source of the entire space came from the huge rock on the ground not far ahead that was emitting strong light.

The three large characters "Death Abyss" are engraved on the boulder in a flamboyant style.

In front of the boulder, there stood nearly fifty evil cultivators possessed by blood, all of them were core members of the Blood Refining Hall.

"Who are you!?" The head of the Blood Refining Hall, the old boss, discovered the five people and immediately used the Red Demon Eye to shoot out a red light straight towards Russell.

The Red Devil Eye is a skill practiced by the elder to target magic weapons. Ordinary magic weapons, if hit by the Red Devil Eye, will be suppressed by its evil energy and lose their divinity and spiritual power.

In the original novel, Lu Xueqi suffered a great loss at the hands of him, but unfortunately, the person he met today was Russell.

Facing the red light shot out from the Red Devil Eye, Russell simply stretched out his hand and pointed, and the elder's right eye, which housed the Red Devil Eye, exploded. He then said, "Except for the ugly one, leave no one alive."

The ugly one is naturally the Wild Dog Taoist.

Although the Wild Dog Taoist couldn't be considered a good person, he wasn't that bad either. There was no need to kill him like this.

The four people who had been waiting for Russell to say this could no longer hold back. They each took out their magic weapons and rushed forward.

The old man lost the Red Demon Eye and his strength was greatly reduced. Only the Wild Dog Taoist priest was guarding him.

The rest of the people stepped forward and joined the ranks to surround and kill the invaders.

No, to be precise, they surrounded them and were then massacred.

Zhang Xiaofan held the Soul-Devouring Stick in one hand and walked among the demonic monks. Every time the stick fell, a big head would explode like a watermelon, the essence and blood would be sucked away by the Blood-Devouring Pearl, and the soul would be squeezed out by the Soul-Devouring Stick, and after purification, it would be fed back to the stick holder.

Zhang Xiaofan grew more courageous as the battle wore on, his body scorched by black energy and covered in blood, like a demon in the smoke. This made many of the Blood Refining Hall members wonder if they had beaten the wrong man, that this boy was far more like a demon than any of them.

The situation on several other battlefields was not far apart. Except for Zeng Shushu, whose cultivation was weaker and who was fighting a plump young woman to a standstill, Qi Hao's Ice Sword took people's lives with every move. The Tianya Sword in Lu Xueqi's hand also emitted a thousand-foot-long blue light, rushing straight to the dome. None of the enemies who faced her were left with even a complete corpse.

"Boy, you must be their leader!" In front of Russell, Lin Feng held the Mountain River Fan and stared at Russell with a gloomy face: "To die at my hands, Lin Feng, is a great honor for you!"

As he spoke, Lin Feng threw the gold-painted fan in his hand into the air. The whole fan emitted a faint golden light in the air, and with a swish, it opened.

On the gold-painted fan, a mountain, a river, and a large roc are painted using fine brushwork techniques. The brushwork is delicate and lifelike.

The wind rose, the clouds rolled, the thunder roared, and the lightning flashed.

There was a loud noise, and the treasure fan trembled in the air. A moment later, the mountain in the painting on the fan actually moved out, and grew taller when the wind blew. With a loud rumbling sound, it grew into a hill hundreds of feet high, pressing straight towards Russell.

"I actually forgot about you." Russell stared at the Shanhe fan in Lin Feng's hand for a moment, then reacted instantly and smiled happily: "Stinky boy, be careful when you hit me, don't damage my precious fan!"

The Mountain and River Fan is the magic weapon that guards the Jieshi Mountain Fengyue Patriarch. It is a top-grade rare treasure that has been passed down from an unknown era. It can turn all the dead and living things painted on the fan into reality. When Russell read the novel, he felt that the painting style of the Mountain and River Fan was very different from that of other magic weapons.

"Bastard!" Lin Feng was furious at Russell's words, and the magic power he infused became more and more violent.

Russell stretched out his hand and made a fist, and a powerful suction force burst out from his palm. Lin Feng only felt distracted for a moment, and when he raised his eyes again, the Mountain and River Fan had already fallen into Russell's hands.

"This fan is destined to be with me." Russell touched the fan made of Tiancan silk and couldn't let it go.

"You dare to take my Mountain and River Fan? Do you know what the relationship is between me and Ancestor Fengyue?" The magic weapon was taken away, the mark was wiped off, Lin Feng was bleeding from all seven orifices, and he became threatening.

"Noisy." Russell was in a good mood because he had just obtained a treasure fan. He could not tolerate the barking of the dog beside him, so he immediately opened the Mountain and River Fan and fanned it at Lin Feng.

In an instant, the pain was so intense that Lin Feng didn't even have time to beg for mercy. Only a skeleton was left on the spot, staggering and falling to the ground.

Not long after, except for Zhang Xiaofan and Xiao Yicai who were still able to hold on, the other three were exhausted and sat cross-legged on the side to meditate and regulate their breathing. The Wild Dog Taoist was tied up tightly and fell to the side.

After all, this is the lair of the Blood Refining Hall, where one hundred and eighty demons and monsters gather.

Even with the undercover Xiao Yicai's help, two fists are no match for four hands.

"Huh, whose disciple is this? He is so brave?" Xiao Yicai asked a sincere question while leaning on the Seven Star Sword and looking at Zhang Xiaofan who was wrapped in red blood.

He had only been undercover for less than two months, so how come so many incredibly powerful characters had appeared in the sect?

Qi Hao is fine, he is an old friend. He was defeated by me in the last Seven Clans Martial Competition. Junior Sister Lu Xueqi has also heard of him a long time ago. He is the direct disciple of Senior Uncle Shuiyue.

But what's going on with Junior Brother Zhang from Dazhu Peak? The magic weapon in his hand is emitting black smoke! Why don't you react at all?

And this ignorant junior uncle Russell, I have never heard of him before!

Is Qingyun Sect's version update so fast? He optimized out his senior brother in just two months...

"I'm Zhang Xiaofan from Dazhu Peak, nice to meet Senior Brother Xiao." Zhang Xiaofan said, panting and bowing.

Xiao Yicai returned the greeting with a slightly confused look, Zhang Xiaofan, very good, another unfamiliar name.

"Junior Brother Xiao." Russell said at this time.

Xiao Yicai looked up and his scalp suddenly felt numb.

Because he saw that under the movement of a bone sword controlled by Russell, countless followers of the Blood Refining Hall who surrounded him exploded into balls of blood mist at the same moment!
"Uncle Master Luo, what advice do you have for me?" Xiao Yicai hurriedly bowed and asked for instructions, fearing that this uncle master would become so bloodthirsty that he would treat him as an enemy unit and kill him.

"There should be treasures hidden under the Undead Abyss. You and Xiaofan stay here to look after the others, and I'll go down and find out." Russell pointed to the bottom of the Undead Abyss and instructed.

"Disciple understands. Uncle Master, don't worry. I am here to protect my fellow disciples." Xiao Yicai said solemnly.

Russell naturally believed what Xiao Yicai said. Whether as a disciple, as a senior brother, or as the head of the sect, Xiao Yicai was undoubtedly qualified.

"gone."

After informing everyone, Russell decisively jumped towards the entrance of the Undead Abyss. However, no one expected that the moment Russell jumped, Lu Xueqi followed closely behind him.

"Junior Sister Lu!" Xiao Yicai's eyes widened: "What should I do..."

"Brother Xiao, don't worry. Uncle is here, nothing will happen." Zhang Xiaofan comforted.

Qi Hao and Zeng Shushu remained silent, just nodded.

……

Beneath the Undead Abyss, in the endless darkness, the blue light emitted by the Tianya Sword illuminates this dark world.

Russell looked at the white dress in his arms and was speechless: "Girl, you were fine up there, why did you come down here?"

"I'm worried about my uncle..." Lu Xueqi blushed, knowing that what she said was untenable.

In fact, she didn't know why she jumped down in a fit of rage. When she came to her senses, she was already in Russell's arms.

"Put me down, uncle-master." Lu Xueqi's voice was as soft as a mosquito, and she lowered her head deeply, not daring to look into Russell's eyes.

"Junior Brother Xueqi," Russell didn't notice anything unusual about Lu Xueqi. After putting her down, he suddenly asked, "Are you afraid of ghosts?"

"Ah?" Lu Xueqi didn't understand what it meant, and subconsciously looked up, only to see flickering blue flames. Countless evil spirits had awakened from their slumber and were gathering here.

Lu Xueqi wanted to draw her sword in panic, but her movement was too big and it aggravated the injuries in her body. Her chest felt stuffy and she started coughing uncontrollably.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Russell gently rubbed Lu Xueqi's hair, then took out the Shanhe fan he had just obtained and threw it into the air.

An extremely powerful suction force immediately pulled out from the fan and the Yin River reacted immediately. Amidst the shrill screams, the light smoke like mist on the Yin River suddenly transformed into countless terrifying faces, male or female, old or young. They appeared above the Yin River and turned into countless faint lights.

The next moment, strands of fluorescent light gathered into a tornado and poured back into the Mountain and River Fan.

After about two quarters of an hour, the storm gradually stopped. Russell retracted the Mountain and River Fan, and the Yin River returned to calm again. Not only did the original faint light disappear, but the soul-stirring and piercing coldness also disappeared along with the resentful spirits accumulated in the Undead Abyss for thousands of years.

On the other hand, the gold-painted fan of the Mountain and River Fan has a winding river with human figures rising and falling on the river.

"Master, what's this?" Lu Xueqi asked.

"I saved them from reincarnation. I saved them from reincarnation." Russell vowed.

(End of this chapter)