I preach with black technology

As soon as Fu Yi finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly blew in from the entrance of the alley.

No, not the wind!

Not long after Lu Yan entered Taoism, Night Vision was reluctant to do so. When the gust of wind blew, the hairs all over his body exploded, and his heart beat faster, as if some danger was approaching!

That's an afterimage!

The afterimage that only appears when the speed reaches a certain level!

"Zheng-"

The silver-white sword was lying in front of Lu Yan, and a needle-like thing rubbed against the sword, and was blocked by Fu Yi holding the sword just before it touched the center of Lu Yan's eyebrows.

Lu Yan's little heart finally returned to its place, and there was a kind of luck in the afterlife.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Then the afterimage shot again, and the target was directed at Lu Yan!

In the darkness, Fu Yi was not in a hurry, and during the change of sword moves, he blocked the menacing hidden weapon every time, and guided the afterimage on the opposite side to another direction.

Lu Yan recalled his various behaviors since time travel. Except for being a technical geek in the Divine Creation Sect, and going down the mountain for the first time today, he didn't offend anyone... right?

Fuyi was surrounded by sword energy, firmly protecting Lu Yan and Shen Mengji behind him.

Nascent Soul Stage can be called "powerful", he can establish sects outside, he is domineering with his clothes and swordsmanship, and he is in the mortal world, and there are fragile mortals outside the narrow alleys, so he dare not go too far in fighting.

After all, people who cultivate immortals pay attention to cause and effect, and cannot hurt ordinary people, otherwise they will be contaminated with karma and provoke demons, and it will be useless to practice in the future.

"Mengji," the afterimage's actions against the little junior again and again made Fuyi's anger rise. She first called Shen Mengji's name, and then said to the figure with a cold snort, "Today, my aunt will let you know how many eyes Prince Ma has!"

"Om-"

Fuyi flicked the blade of the sword casually, and the layers of sword sounds vibrated outwards, gradually forming an invisible barrier. On the barrier, there seemed to be dots of stars, which complemented the colorful fireworks in the night sky, and the boundaries could not be distinguished.

Under the harmless starry sky, sword energy is everywhere, and murderous intent suddenly appears!

"Ding Ding Ding-"

The person hiding in the dark confronted the real sword energy, and for a while, the sound of collisions could be heard endlessly.

"Come up and go down," Lu Yan heard a voice in his ear, the voice was a little boyish, with a trace of doubt and unexplained resentment, "Chaomu Sword Fu Yixian?"

Fuyi's whole body was as sharp as the Chaomu sword, and Qingyue's sword sound turned into a shocking sword, and the aurora bloomed in an instant, and the stars above the barrier pressed down with the sword light, and the pressure was compressed to the extreme. The coercion unleashed by Nascent Soul's power almost broke through the dark night.

And the two people guarding behind Fuyi seemed to be in a specially created space, without any trace of murderous aura.

"Dawn rises and falls—"

This is the sword technique that Fuyi comprehended when he repeatedly tempered Chaomu Sword into his own natal sword.

She swings a sword.

Only one sword is needed.

"Pfft-"

Chaomu sword pointed at the sword light, brushing clothes is the rule!

Immediately hit, Fu Yisu brushed Chaomu sword with his hand: "The eyes are not bad."

Shen Mengji finally connected to the Internet, he hugged Lu Yan with one hand, put the index finger and middle finger of the other hand together, the aura flowed from the fingertips, and Xu Xu drew a complicated talisman in the mid-air, as if he had already predicted: "Go! "

The talisman shining with golden light turned into a big net. When the person was injured and wanted to escape at his own speed, the big net accurately blocked the person's final path and wrapped him tightly inside.

The man struggled vigorously, slashing at the big golden net with a hidden weapon, but it was useless, he could only be restrained tighter and tighter, until he turned into a... sharp-billed crane.

Lu Yan: "..."

Wait, sharp-billed crane?

Animals become sperm?

With the long sword in the sheath, the enchantment above the narrow alley disappeared, and the night fell, only flashing for a moment when the fireworks exploded. Through the fence, you can hear the hurried footsteps of people outside and the people who are near or far away. The sound of firecrackers.

No one knew that there was a fight in this small alley, and not even a trace could be found on the wall.

Lu Yan held the desk lamp, squatted beside the crane spirit, raised his head and looked up and down, his eyes glowed, and sighed: "It's so fat... no, it's such a big bird!"

The crane moved its long mouth and glared at Lu Yan who was not as tall as his own thigh: "Xun Cang, I beep you, sir! Don't think that I won't know you by pretending to be a child. I can smell you from eight hundred miles away. That stink!"

Lu Yan couldn't help approaching the crane and wiggling his nose, then quickly covered his nose with his hands and took two steps back: "Hey, how long has it been since you took a shower?"

Crane: "..."

The crane fluttered its wings, curled up in the net with a pair of long bird legs, and humiliatedly cursed some words that would be blocked if written: "Beep-beep-"

The subject of each sentence is Xun Cang.

Lu Yan looked back at Fuyi, pointed at Fat Niao who was bound by the big net to play, and said aggrievedly: "Senior sister, he cursed!"

Fuyi pulled out a "nuclear" smile, and gloomyly drew out the Chaomu sword: "Huh?"

Crane: "..."

Xianhe closed his mouth in grief and angrily, and murmured in a low voice: "Am I scolding people! The majestic Chaomu Sword Fu Yixian is working hand in hand with a child transformed into a stinky wolf, and I spurn you!"

Lu Yan turned around and asked again: "Senior sister, what is Xuncang?"

The golden big net transformed by the talismans struggled and became tighter and tighter. The crane struggled hard, and was about to be tied into a ball at this time. Feathers, several protruding claws and a long beak came out from the gap in the big net. Stretch it out, and you can't move anywhere else. He looked at Lu Yan and replied seriously: "Xuncang is not a thing."

"Xun Cang... the name sounds familiar," Fu Yi stroked his chin and clapped his hands, "I remember, it seems to be a wolf king who has been cultivated for more than 3000 years. Ask about the pen tip that my uncle gave you, It's made of a bit of hair from the tip of the wolf king's tail."

Lu Yan took out the pen from the storage bag. The body of the pen was not the same as before. The dark green Tianzhu seemed to be covered with a layer of gold powder, which was submerged in the body of the pen, adding a touch of mystery.

As soon as the pen was asked that the person did not choose a name, Lu Yan named the pen "Buwang" on the second day of the apprenticeship ceremony, which corresponded to his Taoist name.

The crane's eyes widened, and its long mouth pulled its whole body forward: "That's the smell!!"

Lu Yan waved the pen in front of the crane twice: "You want to kill me because of this?"

Crane: "..."

Of course the crane knows how much Xun Cang treasures the pinch of white hair on his tail, and he also knows how difficult it is to get that pinch of white hair from Xun Cang.He had vaguely heard some rumors before. More than 200 years ago, a monk challenged Xun Cang to leave safely. Xun Cang didn't say a word about the result of that challenge. It just so happened that the monk and Fairy Fuyi in front of him belonged to the Divine Creation Sect.

Hey, think about it this way...

The crane looked down at Lu Yan, who was not as tall as his own crane legs. The child was wearing a white Taoist robe, holding a lamp, and his wide sleeves almost fell to the ground. He could tell at a glance that his cultivation was not high, but he was well-raised, white and tender; Looking up at Fairy Fuyi behind the child and another unknown person who did not speak, the two stared at him expressionlessly, full of evil spirits, as if as long as he moved, one would draw a sword and draw a talisman, and they would kill him on the spot.

It is not easy for the demon cultivator to cultivate, but this year's downturn in the cultivation world has created the illusion that the human cultivator and the demon cultivator are holding their noses and looking for the way to ascend together with Meimei.And this matter was originally Xianhe's fault, only smelling Xun Cang's breath, he indiscriminately killed people and children.

At that time, the impulsiveness didn't realize it, but as it got closer, Xianhe actually saw a bit of the protection of the regular aura on the child...

After thinking about it for a while, the cranes have won a lot of speed by relying on their speed all these years, but now they hit the iron plate, the most important thing is to save their lives.

The crane's face-changing technique is a unique skill. Immediately retracting its feathers and retracting its claws, the boy's voice became more pronounced: "Fairy Fuyi, that unknown fellow Taoist and this young master are all misunderstandings, misunderstandings! , see if you can let me go, so that I can repay the three of you for not blaming me!"

Shen Erji is connecting to the Internet.

Lu Yan held the pen with a half-smile.

Fu Yi raised his eyebrows, and added: "Junior Brother, I forgot just now, this should be a Tibetan Crane, known for its extremely fast speed, as famous as his speed, is his feathers, which are especially hard and can be used as weapons , hence the name Zangfeng. You have a piece of Meteorite, it is better to use it with feathers."

Lu Yan reacted: "The one who attacked me was his feather?"

Xianhe wants to cry but has no tears: "Young master, it's all a misunderstanding. I was wrong. I was really wrong! I have a feud with Xun Cang for stealing Taoist couples, so I can't control it. I'm still a five-hundred-year-old baby! !"

"Five-hundred-year-old baby..." Lu Yan repeated this sentence, and asked sincerely, "May I ask what monster you are robbing?"

The crane blinked, and showed a shy look on the bird's head: "It's a shark, very beautiful!"

Lu Yan tactically leaned back: "A wolf and a bird snatch a fish. The sea, land and air are complete. Don't you have reproductive isolation?"

Xianhe: "...what is it?"

"boom!"

One after another, huge fireworks exploded in the distance and fell down.

That was the direction of the city lord's mansion in this area. Unknowingly, the moon was in the sky, and New Year's Eve had passed, and it was already a new year.

Lu Yan sighed, and looked at the crane with the eyes of the ingredients: "I didn't have a big meal."

The crane felt an inexplicable murderous aura in the air, and its innermost down feathers exploded one by one: "What kind of meal does the monk eat?"

Lu Yan smashed his mouth: "Such a fat one is enough for the main course."

Crane: "???"

Crane's frightened face: "What is the Lord? What dish? What main dish??"

The brush in Lu Yan's hand moved slightly in the void, and lines flickered in his dark eyes. This is the talisman he learned from Shen Mengji just now. The lines are formed in the air, and they are drawn in one stroke without any deviation. The talisman turned into a net to wrap the crane again. Two layers of nets are enough to wrap the crane into a ball.

Putting away the brush, Lu Yan's eyes darkened, and he took two steps back unconsciously to support his body. With his level of aura at the beginning of the qi refining period, it was a bit reluctant to draw such a level of talisman, and it directly drained the few in his body. A lot of spiritual power.

It worked though.

Lu Yan clapped his hands: "Senior sister, second machine, let's go, let's go back to the sect to add food!"

As soon as the words fell, Shen Mengji raised his hand, and quickly wrote a rune, covering the head of Crane Ball.

The crane was tied up by two nets and couldn't even open its mouth: "..."

How come there is a bad feeling.

The next moment, a thunderbolt fell from the sky and struck the crane's forehead. The thunder was so powerful that it knocked a crane with 500 years of cultivation into a coma on the spot, and its white feathers were burnt to brown.

That was actually a lightning-inducing talisman.

Lu Yan smelled the fragrance in the air: "Second machine?"

Shen Mengji clenched his fists, pursed his lips and said, "He bullied my junior uncle!"

Fu Yi: "So?"

Shen Mengji raised her head: "I will protect my little uncle!"