I overturned the car after being scumbag

Wangchen Pavilion is located on a high mountain, and there are flying birds to pick it up and go.

This is not the first time for Jiang Yuanhan to come here. To be precise, this clean and dust-free place was once filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Pen.He still remembers the touch and temperature of the flesh kissing the blade—making him shudder, excited, and his blood boil.

But now, he is wearing a mask and tugging at the corner of the little uncle's slender sleeve, very innocent.

There are many outstanding disciples in the righteous way around, some of them represent the sect, and some come here as individuals.Jin Wenshu, the pavilion master of the Wangchen Pavilion, was dressed in green, raised the roster in his hand with gentle eyebrows, and said in a discussing tone: "Please trouble everyone. The incident happened suddenly, so the nearby monks were called here."

He continued: "Two days ago, I received an internal report. Xuanshuang, the Xuanwu Zhenjun of the Yaozu, did not dissipate after death, but turned into a newborn state, that is, a basalt egg. The Linglu Taoist of the Yaozu is now To escort the Xuanwu egg to the mountain of [-]."

"One hundred thousand deep mountains have always been the territory of the demon clan." A young female nun said, "Xuan Shuang has committed many evils, and his death is more than justified! But now that the Sixiang Dan furnace is gone, he still left such a scourge. If he dies Fusheng, isn't our siege many years ago in vain!"

"Yes." Someone answered, "Back then, Demon Lord Hanyuan was trapped in Penglai Tower, so we could take advantage of True Lord Xuanwu's order to kill him. Over the years, if Xuanshuang hadn't been in charge of the demon clan alone, we would have How can those headless little monsters be equal to the cultivation world?!"

Jiang Yuanhan was a little annoyed when he heard them mention him in such a distasteful and thankful tone, and lowered his head to play with the tassel on the Little Martial Uncle's Pihan Sword.

"Hmph." The young man in black robes on the seat sneered, "Everyone is nice to say, Taoist Linglu is the direct disciple of Qinglong Zhenjun, and his strength is almost no less than that of Chang Mojun in the demon world. Who of you dare to meet him? ?”

Everyone was silent, thinking of Taoist Linglu's achievements one after another - Taoist Linglu's surname is Chu, no matter how many people there are, they don't know.He is male and female, he is the direct disciple of Qinglong Zhenjun, and he is also the second leader in the demon world.Although he is called Taoist Linglu, it is actually more appropriate to be called "Chu Yaojun".

"In the final analysis," the female voice sounded just now, "the Sixiang pill furnace is gone, and no more holy beasts will be born. As long as we can destroy the basalt eggs, there will be only one dragon left in their monster clan. Qinglong?"

The Four Elephant Pill Stove is a treasure that bred the holy beasts of the monster clan. As long as there is the Four Elephant Pill Stove, every True Monarch of the Monster Clan will turn into beads after death and be re-thrown into the furnace to be born.But because of this, although the power of the Monster Race True Monarch will increase rapidly, he will be trapped at the top of the Hollow Realm for the rest of his life, making it difficult to advance an inch.

The only one who has broken through this barrier is Qinglong Zhenjun who has guarded the Yaozu and the Four Elephant Pill Stove for thousands of years.Unexpectedly, she polluted the alchemy furnace, took the sacred objects for her own use, and broke the boundary of half-step golden immortals—at the same time, she also made the true king of the demon clan lose the ability to last forever.

Decline boom, change is unpredictable.

The monk in Tsing Yi still held the book in his hand, and slowly flipped through it for a long time. Seeing that the controversy stopped, Jin Wenshu said: "I understand what you mean. But this news still needs to be confirmed in more detail, Linglu It is still unknown what road the Taoist will use to escort this object, and Wangchen Pavilion still needs time to investigate."

When he said this, his eyes seemed to look over inadvertently, and he said softly: "God Yuxiao?"

Li Chengshuang waited calmly: "Fellow Daoist."

"The Xuanjian Sect has guarded Wanggui Island for many years, and it has made countless contributions. The God of Yuxiao should not be involved in this matter." Jin Wenshu kindly persuaded, "You are the one who the Xuanjian Sect placed high hopes on. Disciple, I shouldn't have called you here, but..."

Before he finished speaking, the other monks on the side seemed to be awakened suddenly, and they all looked at the top ten hero list, and looked at the genius with the most potential in the next thousand years.

At this time, it is hard to say whose heart is for the common people and whose heart is for selfish desires.

"That's right," the black-clothed monk clapped his hands, "with Li Chengshuang around, we have no place to step forward. No matter how strong Taoist Linglu is, how many times has Yu Xiaoshen used the weak to defeat the strong over the years? He's the best choice."

Someone quickly echoed: "That's right! The Xuanjian Sect has contributed a lot to the realm of self-cultivation, and Li Daoyou will not refuse to come. Those who are capable work hard, where do we have the opportunity to contribute..."

One sentence drives two sentences, and two sentences drive tens of thousands of sentences.It seems that everyone has happily finalized the matter-without asking the wishes of the parties.

They seem to feel that there are people who are born willing to sacrifice and take risks for their mediocre lives. They seem to think that Li Chengshuang should be so noble by nature, and they should cherish this opportunity to "stand out".

They are used to it, used to the feeling that whenever there is danger, there is a more noble person in front of it.Thousands of years ago, Lingxiao Xianzun almost became a cripple for the common people, and Huijian Bodhisattva drowned his whole life in the icy water of the Styx River in order to save the evil spirits... It sounds really touching, just like Li Chengshuang today.

But these people failed to "move".

"No."

A clear and pleasant voice, full of jokes, refused on behalf of Yu Xiaoshen.

Jiang Yuanhan lowered his head and played with the tassels on the little martial uncle's sword, and he didn't care if he attracted everyone's attention.He pressed Li Chengshuang's shoulder with one hand, with a comforting force.

"I can't do without my little uncle." He opened his eyes and said nonsense, "How could he be allowed to do such a dangerous thing? Besides, you—"

He raised his head and glanced at the well-dressed orthodox monks opposite him: "Why do you make such a simple decision for Yu Xiaoshen?"

There was silence all around, and after a while, someone sneered softly: "Isn't this what he should do?"

Jiang Yuanhan clenched his fingers tightly, and his knuckles creaked. He glanced at the face of the person who made the noise, and said with a sneer, "Is Li Chengshuang your father? Are you responsible for your incompetence?"

Without waiting for the other party to reply, Jiang Yuanhan continued pressing step by step. He looked around, his voice full of sarcasm and malice.

"Every single one of you, I mean, every single one of you. Doesn't have the courage to stand up, just pass the buck and make excuses. Cowardly and incompetent. Put your own expectations on others, don't know how to ask, instead Use this disgusting, coercive way... Is this really a place of oblivion? Isn't this a group of monsters in human skin eating people?"

"You!" Someone shouted, but when they saw Li Chengshuang who Jiang Yuanhan stretched out his hand, his words suddenly froze.

Li Chengshuang sat there silently, seemingly making no statement.But the sword in his hand was half an inch out of its sheath, and a frightening sharpness emanated from the sharp weapons wrapped in magic patterns.This is hardly like the Yu Xiaoshen they are familiar with, but filled with extreme and terror.

His slender fingers pointed to the table, his movements were so soft that there was no sound.But his gaze was as cold as an abyss, as if whoever stepped forward to embarrass the male disciple in front of him would immediately draw his sword and smear the ground with blood.

The disciple who jumped up against the table seemed to be choked by the throat, and fell back to his seat.

"Which sentence did I say wrong?" Jiang Yuanhan heard it funny, he turned his wrist casually, and the thought of doing something almost reached his throat, "Waste is waste, and waste will crawl over to beg for mercy, You are not even considered waste, at best you are a group of animals with some cultivation. Lambs kneel down to suckle, crows feed back, and animals know how to be grateful. To describe you is really an insult to these creatures."

Finally someone lost his temper. No well-known orthodox disciple could bear this kind of insult.Even if their elders are not around, no one is sure about Shangyu Xiaoshen.But how could it be possible to endure such scolding in person.

A fiery disciple in red jumped up suddenly, and the flames generated by the operation of Taoism rushed straight to Jiang Yuanhan's face.But this masked young man just opened his palm boredly——

The blazing flames were completely counteracted by invisible forces, and they were flung back fiercely.Caught off guard, he slammed the other party between the pillars of the room, spat out a big mouthful of blood, and slid to the ground.

The surroundings were as dead silent, the fellow disciples in red stood up suddenly, and when they were about to step forward to attack, Pihan's sword clanged loudly, pierced into the ground, and the strong sword energy swept across the surrounding area, The several people who stood up all pushed back and sat in their seats, unable to move.

Jiang Yuanhan blew into his palms boredly, looked back at the little uncle, and conveyed a sentence in his eyes - why don't you let me teach you a few more lessons?

Li Chengshuang was afraid that if he had been fighting for a long time, the aura of the demon cultivator would be exposed, and he would be chased by some old-fashioned monks, so he patted his legs, meaning to let him come over.Jiang Yuanhan deliberately pretended to have misunderstood it, and sat in his arms very carelessly, pinching the collar of the junior uncle and kissing him sweetly.

At this time, not to mention the disciples present, even the elders of the sect who were watching Wangchen Pavilion's decision from a distance jumped with their eyelids.

...that's so presumptuous.How could Yu Xiaoshen have such a presumptuous partner.

They believed in Li Chengshuang's character, so they knew that this was by no means a furnace or a tool to vent their desires, but only a partner.Li Chengshuang is a person who is so clean that his breath smells of ice and snow.

The little master was caught off guard by this blow, held the opponent's hand, and stroked the opponent for a while like a child, before Jiang Yuanhan calmed down.

The situation was so rigid that even the sound of human breathing could be clearly heard.In a hurry, only a medical woman in purple checked the injury of the blood-spitting disciple, and found that there was no danger of life, so she stopped caring.

No one dared to speak anymore.They knew that Li Chengshuang might turn a blind eye and not care about it, but the masked man in his arms was extremely mean, as if he wanted to kill the orthodox monks in the room.

In the extreme silence, there was only the sound of pages being turned from above.Jin Wenshu raised his head, as if he had just realized the scene in front of him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Jiang Yuanhan subtly for a long time, and then said in a gentle voice: "There are so many young people, it's too presumptuous to speak. This kind of entrustment, How can it be imposed on others, not to mention Li Daoyou has such a lively and smart partner who cares about him."

Lively and agile?Jiang Yuanhan resisted scolding him, Jin Wenshu has not changed for so many years, his stomach is blacker than ink, he talks nonsense when he sees people, and he talks nonsense when he sees people.

"There is still time, let's discuss in the long run." Jin Wenshu smiled and said, "The status of Yu Xiaoshen will not be changed in the slightest because of this incident."

His words were like a fuse, igniting the flames in the hearts of those humiliated monks.