"Young Master!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robe jumped off the jade shuttle, and flashed a few times and rushed to the side of the young man in brocade robe, and released a milky white halo to cover the young man in brocade robe's bloody body.

The middle-aged man in Taoist robe then passed his mental power into his body along the remaining left hand of the young man in the brocade robe. After a while, his frowning brows were slightly relaxed. With a slight turn, he took out a blue talisman and penetrated it into his body.

"How is it, what's the situation of the young master?" A big man in white came forward and asked softly.

"Fortunately, I came in time. Although the internal injuries were severe, there was no danger of life for the time being. But the young master's right arm was cut off. Can you search everywhere immediately? If you have time, you can still rush back and ask the elders of the clan to continue the broken limbs." The middle-aged man in Taoist robe kept pouring his magic power into the body of the brocade young man, trying his best to stabilize the injuries in his body.

"I'm afraid I don't need to look for it anymore!" A young man in gray waved his hand slightly at a gravel not far away, and then he drew several bloody and broken arms from the air.

"The young man's right arm has been severely damaged, so I'm afraid he can't continue to connect it!" The young man in gray smiled bitterly.

The other three looked at the broken arms that were almost rotten into meat sauce, and their expressions changed continuously.

"Please take it with you, maybe you can pick it up!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robe sighed slightly in his heart, waved his hand and sucked the pieces of rotten flesh floating in front of the young man in gray, and carefully put it in the storage bag. Although he knew very well in his heart that this broken arm could not be picked up.

"Let's go, let's go back to the family soon!" The middle-aged man in Taoist robe waved his hand and released the flying jade shuttle. Then he picked up the unconscious young man in brocade robe and jumped up.

The other three monks nodded, and each released their flying magic weapons, jumped up, and pinched the magic tricks and prepared to follow the escape light in front of them. But at this moment, a strange wave slowly waving from an unknown altitude.

This wave is extremely strange. It looks very slow, and you can see the waves that slowly advance towards the front. It seems that the ordinary wave has been slowed down by more than a hundred times. However, in the blink of an eye, the wave spread throughout the world and the whole world was submerged.

Then the time of the whole world no longer passes, and everything in the whole world is frozen, whether it is small or powerful, it is frozen in an instant, and the whole world seems to be a painting.

"Squeak." A piece of gravel was trampled off, and an old Taoist priest in green robe carrying Yin and Yang Bagua walked slowly from a distance. The kind of time prohibition that even the Nascent Soul stage could easily control was seemingly unaffected to this old Taoist priest.

The old Taoist priest stepped out of thin air and walked step by step to the middle-aged man in Taoist robe, took the young man in his arms in his arms, opened his mouth slightly, and gently breathed a sigh of green air towards the young man in brocade robe.

Something amazing happened. The originally bloody wound of the young man in the brocade robe actually merged instantly, but his broken arm was still not connected.

The old Taoist priest looked down at the young man in his brocade robe in his arms, looked into the distance, then slowly closed his eyes and sighed slowly.

With the sound of "Peng.", this static world collapsed instantly, from a powerful monk who often climbed mountains and filled the seas, as small as a hare who was greedy for life and feared death and was as timid as a mouse. Everything collapsed instantly, leaving only endless darkness.

After the entire world collapsed, everything in the original world turned into strands of blue gold and silver spiritual mist, gathering towards two thin balls of light in the boundless darkness.

Looking at the two light balls that were extremely weak and trembling, and waving hard toward each other, a gentle look appeared on the old Taoist priest's face, but the gentle look disappeared in an instant.

The old Taoist priest waved his sleeves slightly at the gathering of three-color spiritual mists, and immediately scattered all the three-color spiritual mists, instantly turning into a huge scroll, with mountains, cranes, birds, cave palaces and palaces, and it looked like a fairyland on earth. However, looking at the mountains drawn in the scroll, it was clearly the mountain where Kun’s family was located.

This scroll is very strange. It seems that it is not flat. There seems to be a space inside. The characters, beasts and the like are not static. They are all doing their own things like life.

"Go, it's the last time." The old Taoist priest waved his hand and threw the two balls of light in his hand into the huge scroll transformed by the fog. He himself stood in front of the scroll and quietly looked at everything inside the scroll.

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Among the palace complex of Kunjia Mountains, there are crowds of people everywhere, wearing red and hanging colors, looking joyous.

A team of more than ten people walked along a white jade avenue toward the tallest palace group in the Kunjia Mountains. The ceremonial behind them spread his hands, spread a red jade slip, and said loudly: "The Li family in the southern country came to congratulate the Eighth Elders on condensing the Nascent Soul, and then congratulating the Eighth Elders on condensing the Nascent Soul, and then taking the beauty, giving gifts to a thousand kilograms of sea golden sand, one hundred original crystal stones, twelve magic crystals, and a pair of heavenly silkworms."

"I have thanked the Li family for my son. How dare I ask if this is the Elder of the Li family?" A female cultivator wearing a fiery red palace outfit and a cinnabar mole on her eyebrows came up to meet a group of people. She bowed slightly to one of the old men in white robe and asked with a smile.

The female cultivator in the red dress had an extremely delicate face, her skin was as delicate as fat, her mouth was as beautiful as pills, and she was extremely beautiful. Especially the cinnabar mole between her eyebrows and eyes, there was a strange charm, which exuded a strange charm from the inside out, which made the monks behind the old man in white robe in the eyes of the monks behind the white robe around her a dazed look in the eyes of the monks behind her.

"A group of shameful guys!" The old man in white robe snorted coldly. The group of monks with blurred eyes instantly made a clever look. When they came to their senses, they were just seeing the frown of the old man in white robe. These monks immediately accused them of guilt.

"Puchi." The female cultivator in red dress covered her mouth and smiled.

"Stay honestly behind!" The old man in white robe scolded, then turned his head and looked at the female cultivator in red skirt. When he saw the appearance of the female cultivator in red skirt clearly, there seemed to be a trace of strange colors flashing in his eyes, but it disappeared in a blink of an eye. Then he laughed: "Mr. Li is the elder of the Li family. Seeing that the little fellow Taoist said his charming skills were clear and unparalleled, I think he was Fairy Liuyun, the eighth elder of the noble family?"

"I am Liuyun, who came to lead the way for Elder Li. Elder Li invites me. My son and the other adults have been waiting for a long time!" The female cultivator in the red dress bowed gently and made a call, with a calm attitude in her respect.

"Ha, since the fellow Taoists have been waiting for a long time, it's hard for Li to continue to delay. Fellow Daoist Liuyun leads the way!" The old man in white robe also smiled, then lifted the hem of his clothes, followed the girl in red robe in a certain direction, regardless of the group of monks behind him.

"You find a place to stay, don't walk around randomly, what trouble will you cause!" The cold voice of the old man in white robe came into the ears of the monks, making the monks shudder again.

As soon as the old man and the female cultivator in red dress left, more than a dozen palace maids turned out from the side hall next to him. Before we met the group of monks, we bowed to them and explained that we were leading these Li family members to the side.

Just as these Li family members walked through a side hall, the sound of begging came into their ears, causing the monks to raise their eyebrows. Today is the ceremony of the legitimate son of the Kun family and the concubine. It should be extremely festive. Some people dare to speak so sadly!

After a moment of curiosity, the group of Li family monks took a few steps closer to the source of the sound, wanting to see what was going on over there!

The view that caught my eye surprised the monks of the Li family. Not far from the side of His Highness, a one-armed young man was holding the sleeve of a white-bearded old man and preventing him from leaving.

This scene is not too surprising, but it is strange that the one-armed young man was just a young monk in the middle stage of Qi training. His cultivation was very poor, and he was not even as good as a maid from the Kun family. The white-bearded old man was a real monk in the Kan stage.

If a monk in Qi training stage dared to entangle a monk in the Killing Ding stage like this, he would definitely be slapped to death. However, although the old man with white beard was impatient, he had no intention of taking action.

"Elder Qing, please help me." The one-armed young man tightly grabbed the old man's arm with one hand and begged.

The Li family monks looked at each other and saw a trace of playfulness in each other's eyes. They looked at the two below silently, all of them looking at the show.
Chapter completed!