Leading the entire sect to victory, this useless girl amazed the world of cultivation!

After the Jueling Cave Mansion was closed, Taoist Ran Deng led the people of Yunlan Sect to retreat. When the Mahayana cultivators such as Taoist Shou Deng, Taoist Su Yue, Taoist Jin Feng, etc. who were training outside learned the news, they immediately ended their training and headed for the central region of Dongzhou.

The Taoist priests Jiumen, Tianyun, and Gaojie who were in charge of the sect handed over the responsibility of guarding the sect to Lian Xing, Luo Jiuyang, Chen Xuanji, Yao Cang and others, and asked them to pass on the Yunlan Sect well.

Lian Xing's heart suddenly tightened. "Uncle Tianyun, has something happened? Junior Uncle said there's something unusual happening in the Central Region of Dongzhou. Why don't I go with you? One more person means more care."

Chen Xuanji stared at her old man without saying a word, but the stubbornness on her face showed her determination.

She wants to go with me.

Taoist Tianyun laughed out loud and patted Lian Xing's shoulder gently. "Don't worry, we old guys are still here. We will protect you well even if it costs us our lives."

"But uncle-master...you are the foundation of the sect. If anything happens to you..."

"Nonsense," Taoist Tianyun said sternly, "We old folks aren't the sect's foundation. You and the sect's disciples are. We will protect you just as our ancestors protected us tens of thousands of years ago. Senior Brother Shi Lei has ascended. If he were here, he would definitely support our decision. I hope you will also remember your responsibilities and protect the sect's disciples."

As long as the Yunlan Sect's inheritance continues, the Yunlan Sect will always stand firm.

But Taoist Tianyun did not say the last sentence.

He always had a hunch that maybe this time they wouldn't be so tragic, so why should he make the children worry?

"You will come back, right?" Chen Xuanji's eyes were slightly red, but her tone was colder than usual. "If you come back, I will let you interfere with Jin Shouxi's teaching next time..."

Jin Shouxi is a disciple picked up by Chen Xuanji halfway through. He is a talisman genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years. It is all thanks to Ji Wushuang.

Every time the stinky old man saw Kim Su-hee, he was very jealous and insisted on giving her some advice, but she scolded him back.

Now that Jin Shouxi has been "offered", Chen Xuanji has made a big concession.

Taoist Tianyun laughed heartily, pinched his beloved daughter's cheek, threw out the teleportation array, and stepped into it without looking back...

No one knows whether this farewell will be forever.

A heavy atmosphere enveloped the hearts of all the Grand Elders and Peak Masters, but the disciples of the Yunlan Sect continued as usual, attending classes and taking on missions...

They were protected under the wings of their ancestors and elders.

One day, when they grow up, they will grow wings to soar into the sky and protect those who come after them...

……

Just three days.

Except for Shi Lei, all the Eighteen Yunlan disciples gathered at the place designated by Ji Wushuang. The first thing that caught their eyes was a barrier of wind and sand stained red with blood.

The barrier blocks out the sky and stretches as far as the eye can see, seeming to connect heaven and earth.

And right in front of the barrier was an extremely slender figure.

Compared to the blood-red sand that filled the sky, this figure was so tiny...

But she managed to suppress the spread of blood.

Not an inch of land will be given up!

She stood alone, facing the blood-soaked sandstorm, her long hair as black as ink, her clothes fluttering, the blade in her hand constantly dripping with blood. Her solitary figure was like a star that would never fade in the long river of chaos...

Is this... the Immortal Sword Master?

Taoist Burning Lamp paused, then spoke first, "Excuse me, Your Excellency Sword Master, where is my Junior Uncle?"

Ji Wushuang raised his arm slightly and swung it casually. The sword cut a ten-foot-deep ravine in the vast desert. Then he hid the killing and blood on the sword blade, turned around and looked at everyone indifferently.

"coming."

Taoists, look carefully. After a moment, they stared at Ji Wushuang and felt that the more they looked at this face, the more it resembled their own junior master's...

Could it be that the Immortal Sword Master and his junior uncle are related by blood?

Is Junior Master the son of the Immortal Sword Master?

Ok……

Most likely!

If not, why would the Immortal Sword Master help the Yunlan Sect again and again?

Ji Wushuang knew they were mistaken when he saw everyone's changing expressions, so he simply said, "Don't worry, it's me, Ji Wushuang."

Taoists: “???”

no? !

Junior Master is the Immortal Sword Master? !

This is this...

But doesn’t Junior Master have any spiritual bones?

And he obviously looks two or three years older?

Ji Wushuang was too lazy to explain, so he simply turned his back to everyone and buckled Meng Hong back onto his back. Meng Hong turned into bones and slowly sank into Ji Wushuang's body...

Taoists: “???????”

Taoist Su Yue, the only sword cultivator present, saw the clue at a glance and let out an excited voice like a screaming chicken.

“Sword… Sword Bone!!!”

Ji Wushuang nodded, "Yes, although my spirit bones were dug out, as you can see, I was lucky enough to get the sword bone."

Taoist Su Yue was so excited that her cheeks turned red and she clapped her hands loudly.

"Congratulations, Junior Master! You're awesome!"

The other Taoists also applauded and congratulated him, feeling happy for Ji Wushuang from the bottom of their hearts.

Because Ji Wushuang, holding the sword bone, is extremely dazzling and confident!

This means that there is no spiritual bone more suitable for Ji Wushuang than the sword bone!

"Congratulations, Junior Master!"

"Congratulations, Junior Uncle-Master!"

"That's great, Junior Master!"

"Master Junior, you are awesome!"

"Amazing! You are worthy of being called Junior Master-Uncle!"

……

Ji Wushuang was praised for no apparent reason, and she felt so ashamed that she dug her toes into the ground...

This... I'm not a three-year-old child, so there's no need to praise the child and encourage him, right?

"Ahem..." Ji Wushuang raised his hand to stop everyone's "praise", his cheeks slightly flushed as he said, "Let me explain the situation to you..."

Ji Wushuang briefly explained the matter of Mo Lanyi and the space, as well as the anomaly of Tiandao's "disappearance".

After hearing this, the Taoists all turned green, especially the usually taciturn Taoist Qianmo...

This beautiful and charming Taoist priest was responsible for protecting spiritual plants and spiritual beasts in the sect. When she was full of vigor and vitality, she insisted on founding Zilin Peak. It can be said that Zilin Peak was developed and expanded by her.

Now that she knew that the "thief" was brought in by Zi Linfeng, she felt extremely guilty.

"Junior Master... this is all Zi Linfeng's fault."

Ji Wushuang shook his head: "This is not anyone's fault. Mo Lanyi can use that space to deceive the heavens. How can we prevent it? Now I am going to hunt down that space. The battlefield here is left to you."

Taoist Qianmo said solemnly: "Don't worry, Uncle Master, I will protect Dongzhou with my life!"

"Yes, Uncle! We will do our best!"

……

Ji Wushuang nodded and released all the little ones to help them. Xiao Fenglian, Shui Rongshe, Guitou Jiao, Qiwei Fire Fox, Manman, and even Jin Tongzi wanted to come out to fight, but were held back by Ji Wushuang.

The phoenix's cry was resounding, the dragon's roar was shaking the sky, the fox's fire was like the sea, the blue waves were surging, and there was an endless black vine that took root in the earth and instantly grew into a magnificent world tree.

The Taoists were all stunned.

My grass?

What the hell is going on with me?

How come Junior Master-Uncle is surrounded by so many descendants of divine beasts...

Each one that appears alone is an extremely terrifying existence, let alone when there are five or six of them!

Be nice!

I always thought that Junior Master was a poor little guy...

Now it seems like these poor bastards are the ones who should be pitied, right?!

huh huh...

I'm so envious!

They also want mythical beasts and the like!

The Dark Phoenix circled in the air and slowly landed in front of Ji Wushuang. At this moment, it finally took on the appearance of a divine phoenix of destiny, noble and elegant...

"Feng Lian, please."

Feng Lian gently rubbed Ji Wushuang's cheek.

"Hey! Master, don't worry! We won't let anyone pass."

As Feng Lian finished speaking, a foul smell suddenly filled the air, along with a bloody odor so strong it almost choked on one's breath...

"Here they come!" Ji Wushuang shouted, "Get ready for battle!"

"Rumble..."

The yellow sand rolled, and a dark crack suddenly appeared in the sky.

A sharp, withered claw pierced through the crack and tore it apart with all its might. Following closely behind, a scarlet demonic eye slithered up and down, finally locking onto Ji Wushuang. The eye shrank into a slit, silently conveying its murderous intent and greed...

Is it the demon clan? !

Ji Wushuang's heart sank. It seemed that the world that "Space" had chosen to connect to this time was no longer the "Human Race" world. Perhaps because Ji Wushuang had suppressed several "Human Race" worlds, "Space" had lost patience and directly connected to the real Demon Realm...

It really wants to turn Tianlan Continent into a purgatory...