Before entering the backyard of the temple, I heard Xilian's crazy laughter from afar

"Wow hahaha! Sister, my demon roots are gone! Hahaha! Those bastards beat me! If I can't beat me to death, I will make my sister, I will become an immortal immediately after losing my demonic nature!"

Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan looked at each other and smiled a little.

When the two of them fell into the yard and pushed open the door of the guest room, Xilian exclaimed softly and jumped up from the bed. The sound of her body turned into a five or six-year-old look, turning into a ball of light and pounced on her senior sister's arms, and she cried out with a wow.

If you become smaller, you may be able to cry wildly.

Looking at the little Xilian with silver hair, Wang Sheng also smiled peacefully.

No matter what, my elder sister is safe and sound, and her devil roots have been driven away, and I am worthy of the dying explanation of Zen Master Santong.

As for how long can the cultivation level of Xilian purify the demonic nature and how much strength it can bring after purifying the demonic nature, it is not that important in Wang Sheng's opinion.

He reached out and patted Xiao Xilian on the shoulder, and Wang Sheng also sighed softly. Unexpectedly, the little guy raised his head from his senior sister's arms, looked at Wang Sheng with tears in his eyes, and opened his little hand to Wang Sheng.

This is a little embarrassing

Wang Sheng was still hesitant to take it over. The senior sister had already taken the initiative to send Xiao Xilian to Wang Sheng, and Taoist Master Wang could only reach out and hold her in his arms.

This scene always feels like a helpless old father.

Xilian said in his ear: "Thank you Xiao Feiyu for venting my anger!"

Wang Sheng patted Xilian on the back. Before he could continue to say anything, Xilian muttered a few more words: "How to repay you? Can I promise you? Then what if Xiao Xuanxuan is jealous and angry? Or we secretly?

When I see Master Qinglin in the future, I will let him become bigger and you become smaller, how about you become smaller?"

Eh?

Wang Sheng's forehead was covered with black lines, and the small trumpet Xilian giggled a few times, struggled gently, turned into a silver-white stream of light, and returned to his senior sister's arms for a silly joy.

The senior sister held the small trumpet Xilian with a pampered face, and the latter grimaced Wang Sheng.

Obviously, after breaking away from the demonic nature, Xilian was in a good mood and even joked unscrupulously.

A few minutes later, Wang Sheng sat at the table and drank tea. Xilian returned to her girlish appearance. She and Wang Xiaomiao were on the bed and criticized the despicable Gu Sin Xiu. She also explained to Mu Wanxuan what had happened before and why Wang Sheng said that he had broken up with the investigation team.

When the senior sister heard that Xilian was seriously injured and dying, her eyes turned red at that time, she sat cross-legged on the bamboo bed, adding a condemnation to Gu Jiuxiu with the word "button".

Then, Xilian finally asked her with a conscience why she could purify her demonic nature.

Master Wang explained a few things about bringing the elixir from the small fairy world. Xilian blinked and couldn't help but mutter: "I thought you were just healing pills. Sister, I suddenly untied my heart. I was shocked. I thought I was in love with me!"

Mu Wanxuan naturally couldn't understand what the eldest sister was saying, and Wang Xiaomiao was holding the quilt and giggling.

At this moment, Qing Yanzi and Taoist Master Jingyun fell from the sky. Xilian blinked and said that he wanted to change his clothes and see someone again, so that Wang Sheng could go out and avoid him.

Wang Sheng walked out of the guest room, and the guest room was wrapped in Buddha light magic power.

Sister Xilian's storage magic weapon was returned to Wang Sheng by the investigation team during the Immortal Dao Conference. This was discovered by those sinful cultivators.

Ye Xilian was too hasty in the fight, and the storage magic weapon fell into the ruins of the villa and was secretly taken away by an ancient cunning cultivator. The things inside were basically not moved.

Soon, Xilian dressed neatly, changed into a light purple silk skirt, and stepped on a pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.

The magical Xilian, which has purified the magic, is more radiant than a few years ago. Every inch of her skin is swaying and swaying in the snow, her eyebrows are charming, her figure is graceful, and her long silver-white hair is slightly closed behind her. The arc from her chin to her neck is particularly charming.

Unlike the elegant and quiet sister who is not as beautiful as the world, Xilian's fairy spirit brings the gentleness and charm of a woman. When she frowned and raised her hand, it is easy to make people feel soft and twisted.

Xilian has completely regarded herself as a peer of Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan, and gave a gift to everyone for their care during this period.

Qing Yanzi sighed, "I didn't actually help you, I feel ashamed of this gift."

Xilian smiled cleverly and said softly: "The Taoist priest has taught two good disciples, hasn't it?"

"I can't refute anything after saying this to Senior Xilian."

Wang Sheng remembered something and threw the storage bag that Liu Yunzhi gave him to Xilian, saying, "This is Xiao Liuzi cough, this is Yunzhi's apology to you."

"Hmm?" Xilian opened the treasure bag with a little curiosity and looked at it. Then the elder sister who was trying to return to the charming and gentle route blurted out twice, "Virtual top-level supporting facilities! Eighty percent of the market games are super luxurious equipment with no time charges!

Does Liu Yunzhi have a mine at home? He also made two sets!"

Taoist Wang couldn't help but smile a little, and Jingyun and Qing Yanzi looked at each other and smiled.

Ten miles away, Monk Huaijing, who was flying back with Chi Wen, moved his ears, and the purple gold bowl under his feet shone brightly, rushed to the yard in a hurry. He immediately saw Xilian fiddling with the two sets of equipment in the yard, and he held the bowl and came up.

"Sister Amitabha, you can't use two sets"

"Bah, I'll use it instead. Can't I extend the life of the machine?" Xilian waved her hand and took back the storage bags. She stared at her as if she was thief-proof, "This is what Liu Yunzhi respects my elder sister. You go and ask Shi Qianzhang for it."

Huaijing's pretty face suddenly showed a pitiful expression. The eldest sister flashed back to the guest room and instantly put more than a dozen bans on the doors and windows.

This method is a very different method than when you have to control your magic.

"Xiaosheng," Qing Yanzi asked, "Have you mentioned the matter of our Chunyang Sword Sect to Senior Xilian?"

"Before I can't do it," Wang Sheng said, "I'll ask my elder sister what she means later

Master, today my elder sister recovered from injury, and my uncle and younger sister also happened to come. Why not go find a place with a good environment to celebrate, and we will discuss the future development of the sect."

Qing Yanzi and Jingyun nodded in agreement, and the monk Huaijing, who was sad, was also pulled up to go to the banquet together.

In order to appear more formal, Wang Sheng set out half an hour in advance to arrange various matters.

Master Wang also had a flash of inspiration. He bought a few tents, two large barbecue grills, big bags of seasonings and fresh ingredients, prepared cold drinks, snacks, small benches, and cards, flew to the mountains of their Pure Yang Sword Sect, and found a quiet valley.

The gurgling stream and the brilliant Milky Way above our heads blow gently, the night wind with the fragrance of plants and trees.

Lying in the tent and listening to the sound of insects, it really makes me feel unique.

Master Wang deliberately did not buy wine, worried that Xilian would be too excited to break free from her demonic nature and would cause trouble if she got drunk.

He didn't expect that when Master and the others came over, a monk who became a monk in Buddhism actually brought two major altars of ancient wine that was said to have been hundreds of years ago.

According to research, what they drank that night was actually a fairy wine that disappeared a thousand years ago. Huaijing couldn't tell the exact year.

Three or five friends, barbecue skewers

The teachers gathered together to drink and chat.

With the senior sister always by her side, the most comfortable thing in life is probably the same in Wang Sheng’s understanding.

Master Wang’s arrangement was quite popular and was praised by his master and uncle.

After three rounds of wine, each of them was slightly drunk. Qing Yanzi also put down his master's airs and put on Wang Sheng's back, imagining the grand scene of their master's development and growth in the future.

Jingyun discussed Buddhism with Huaijing, and cold sweat broke out on Huaijing's forehead.

Wang Sheng sat with his master and watched a few picturesque women playing by the stream, both of them sighed inexplicably.

Qing Yanzi smiled and said, "Xiaosheng, why are you sad?"

"I just feel that I don't know how long this situation can last, and how long can the peace of the Taoist world last this time. Why did Master sigh?"

"I feel that I am useless. At the critical moment, I can't even protect your close friend," Qing Yanzi supported her hands behind her. "I can still remember the way you looked when you went up the mountain. Now I think about it, it's like a dream."

Wang Sheng smiled, suddenly raised his hand and pointed at the sky, burped, and said with a smile, "Master, there is the real world. If you want to become an immortal, go and have a look."

"But you are much slower than you," Qing Yanzi called out a wine glass and drank the clear wine in it in one go. "In another few decades and hundreds of years, the world of Taoism will probably be difficult to tolerate among the world.

If the monks have high cultivation, they will inevitably have people with incorrect minds. Once they have a major cultivation, they will have bad intentions, even if they can be stopped, they will bring disaster to the world."

"Now I just don't know what's going on outside," Wang Sheng sighed softly, "I don't know what's waiting for us outside."

"When it comes to this, Xiaosheng, come and see," Qing Yanzi sat upright, hung his wine glass beside him, and took out the bronze square box passed down from their sect in his arms.

After skillfully opening the square box, Qing Yanzi took out the finger that was carved from jade, and Wang Sheng couldn't help but be stunned.

This finger is emitting a faint white light

"What is this? Why does it shine?" Wang Sheng frowned and asked.

"I discovered such a strange phenomenon half a year ago. According to my teacher, I suspect that this should be left by an immortal. You carefully feel the immortal power contained on it."

Wang Sheng felt it carefully for a while, "It's so cold."

"It's just the opposite of our Pure Yang Way," Qing Yanzi pondered, "I think this may be."

"The enemy of the ancestor?"

"What enemy is the Taoist companion of the ancestor!"
Chapter completed!