Chapter 42 Yulin Sect

Yinlin Zhenren calmed down and suppressed his injuries. After all, he could not let himself be too rude in front of the other two pavilions.

After a while, the Black Lin Zhenren and the Green Lin Zhenren arrived at the scene. They glanced at the somewhat embarrassed look in Yin Lin and asked in confusion: "Second Pavilion Master, what's wrong? Could it be that you have solved that kid?"

Yinlin Zhenren said: "Kunlun is probably no longer the same as before. We must be careful. Before that, the boy not only used the sharp sword technique, but also completely changed his previous open style. When fighting with me, he suddenly destroyed my mid-grade spiritual weapon. It was really hateful!"

"What, even the second Pavilion Master, your medium-grade spiritual weapon was destroyed by him?" The two of them screamed in surprise, and then looked at the hands of the Silver Scale Real Man. There was indeed nothing left. The spiritual weapon might have been destroyed.

The Qinglin Zhenren, who was more delicate in mind, thought to himself: "Now that even the second Pavilion Master's spiritual weapon has been destroyed by others, it means that the opponent's strength should not be inferior to the second Pavilion Master. If the three of us chased us like this, even if we can rival him, it would not be easy to catch him. If he comes, he wants to fight to the death and use the immortal weapon to deal with us, then the three of us may have the worries of life..." Thinking of this, the Black Mountain Zhenren had already developed the desire to retreat.

Master Qinglin is not a fool. Hearing that his opponent is so powerful, he also changed his mind. After a while, he seemed to have an idea, so he asked, "Second Pavilion Master, I think the three of us will definitely be able to take down that kid. But I don't know how fast that kid's flying speed is. Second brother, you have no spiritual weapons, and I don't know if you can catch up with him." The implication is very simple, and Master Yinlin wants Master Yinlin to drag the white dragon first.

The Silver Scale True Man has no background in dealing with the White Dragon. The Kunlun Sect, a ten thousand-year-old sect, must be countless various classics collected in the sect. God knows how many Yin people's techniques are contained in it? If the Kunlun Sect's brains are really enlightened, and at all costs, everything is mainly about strengthening the strength of the sect and letting disciples learn all the skills, then if you catch up now, you will definitely have to ask for trouble.

Just as Qinglin Zhenren said, he gave himself a way out. He immediately followed the meaning of Qinglin Zhenren and others: "My spiritual weapon has been lost now, and that kid's flying speed is not much slower than me, and now he has gone so far. If he chases, he will definitely not be able to catch up." Speaking of this, Yinlin Zhenren could only wave his hand and said, "I've accompanied my wife and then left!"

The two of them hurriedly said, "The second pavilion master does not need to worry. His Kunlun Sect actually did such a secret arrow to hurt others. We immediately report to Shushan and Xuantian Sects, and call on them to fight them together. In this way, they will definitely lose their reputation."

"What do you know? The Kunlun Sect is no longer one of the four major sects. Even if it acts extreme, we have no right to blame it. Has there been no similar incidents in our Qinglong Tower? Besides, Kunlun is now blocking the mountain and does not care about the affairs of the cultivation world. Even if we report this matter, the Shushan Sect will use this as an excuse to solve it ourselves. Why should we make trouble for ourselves?"

Everyone was happy to hear him saying he didn't have to chase him anymore, so they didn't care about so much. Hei Lin Zhenren said, "Since that's the case, then let's go back to the sword tomb as soon as possible. That boy got the immortal weapon and must have left in a hurry. Maybe there are some treasures left behind."

Yinlin Zhenren and Qinglin Zhenren nodded and flew back towards the sword tomb. Although they didn't say anything on the surface to seek revenge on the White Dragon in the future, this Liangzi must have formed a formation. Not only was he swayed from the Qinglong Tower, but he also destroyed a medium-grade spiritual weapon in Silver Lin. How could they swallow this? It's just that they are stronger than others at the moment, so they can only endure it and silently swallow the bitter fruit.

The white dragon flew for a moment and finally arrived over a small town that had fallen. Under his spiritual sense, he soon found Gu Zhongyi and You'er who were locked in a wet little room.

Although You'er has achieved a small success now, and has entered the realm of a congenital master, and has the protection of his body, he still feels cold in this wet little room. As for Gu Zhongyi, he has just been reborn, and his previous skills have been completely exhausted. Now he is not as good as a person with a small internal strength. He has suffered a lot of flesh and blood, but now he is in this cold room, he is frozen in a long and cold manner. If You'er hadn't been holding him tightly and passing over his true energy from time to time to help him drive away the coldness in his body, he would have been frozen to death. However, You'er could only barely resist the cold air, but now he has to divide half of the true energy to help Gu Zhongyi. In this way, even her own little face is pale.

Bailong nodded and thought to himself: "Although this You'er is a little tough sometimes, she still has feelings and loyalty in real trouble. Seeing that she can still support Xiaoyi at this moment, it can be seen that she is a good person." Because of this scene, Bailong, who originally regarded You'er as dispensable, developed a touch of affection for her.

"Huh, it's strange. What did the people from the Demon Sect do to catch You'er and Xiaoyi? There is actually a Nascent Soul master in charge of guarding him, and he really respects them. What is the reason? Because I? It's impossible, I don't seem to offend them." Bai Long guessed in his heart.

But when he saw his disciple suffering, he no longer thought so much. With a pinch of his hand, a sword light silently shot at the Nascent Soul master. There was no greeting at all, almost no different from a sneak attack.

The master of the Nascent Soul Stage was resting leisurely in a house. In his opinion, two mortals who were not even in the Golden Pill Stage could not escape their palms anyway. Halfway through his leisure, he suddenly became alert. Then, a sword light came out from somewhere.

His reaction was sensitive. He shouted loudly and blocked the sword light of Bailong at the moment of life and death. This made Bailong, who was observing all this with his spiritual sense, stunned him slightly. But he immediately transformed and stretched out his hand, and a huge handprint was slashed. With a "boom!", the house under his feet turned into powder. The fate of the Nascent Soul master was like this house.

Seeing an enemy attack, the demon cultivators who were defending the side came to help, but on the contrary. They ran away one by one, like ants blowing up a nest, flying around. These people live in the Demon Sect, which takes saving lives first. If they encounter an opponent who cannot defeat, they will not only be ashamed of escaping, but also be proud to be able to escape from a master.

Bailong killed a master in the Nascent Soul stage with one palm. This skill made them clearly realize that they were not an opponent at all, so they immediately chose to escape without thinking.

Bailong watched them escape, and killed one or two with flying swords. Seeing that they had escaped from their field of vision, he did not chase after them. He walked out of the room where Gu Zhongyi and You'er were imprisoned, and he shattered the door with one palm, and a cold sensation immediately rushed towards him.

Bai Long used his skills to dispel the cold air in the room, and said at the same time: "Xiao Yi, it's okay, you guys come out."

Gu Zhongyi was so cold that his mind was a little unconscious. He suddenly heard the master's voice and could not react for a while. However, You'er, endured the cold, looked up at the person at the door. Who was it not Bailong?

She immediately spoke out and wanted to shout, "Senior Bai..." But because it was frozen for too long, the shouting came to the back and there was no sound, and she couldn't shout it out.

Bailong nodded and said, "I'll help you dispel the cold air in your body first, otherwise these yin and cold air will definitely leave hidden dangers for a long time." Bailong said, passing the true energy into the two of them in the air. He is now a master-level master in the God Transformation Stage, and it is not comparable to that of the minor cultivator in the Golden Pill Stage back then.

You'er nodded gratefully: "Thank you, Senior Bai."

"Xiaoyi is my apprentice, so I will naturally help him. As Xiaoyi's wife, I treat you equally." As Bai Long spoke, the cold air inside Gu Zhongyi was slowly expelled. Isn't it easy for a master of the God Transformation Stage to drive away the small amount of cold air?

Gu Zhongyi came to his senses and saw the white dragon standing at the door. He immediately realized that it was the master who saved him. He hurriedly said, "Disciple Gu Zhongyi, please see the master, thank you for your help."

Bailong waved his hand and said, "Okay, don't be so polite. Well, you are very weak now and are not suitable to wander in the world. Otherwise, your life is at risk from time to time, so I'd better take you back to Kunlun Mountain."

Gu Zhongyi nodded happily. His qualifications were very poor. Without the guidance of Bailong, he would not have thought of entering Kunlun Mountain.

Bai Long was about to take the two of them to Kunlun Mountain, but at this time, dozens of sword lights flew from the sky, colorful and spectacular. You'er looked at the sword lights and immediately shouted happily: "It's Senior Sister Yuming and the others here. They must have seen my help sign and looked for it here."

"Senior Sister Yuming?" Bai Long glanced at You'er in confusion. Although You'er's qualifications are better than those of the ancient Zhongyi, she may not meet the requirements if she wants to join the Immortal Sect.

Gu Zhongyi immediately understood the master's doubts and quickly explained to the master: "Master, You'er was originally playing around, but accidentally discovered the relics of a long-dead cultivation senior. He returned the relics to the senior's sect, Yulin Sect, according to the clues left by the senior when the senior passed away. The senior's personal disciple was the head of the Yulin Sect at this time. She was moved by You'er's favor, so she specially broke the list and accepted her as her personal disciple, and cared for her very much."

After hearing this, Bailong nodded. Unexpectedly, this You'er walked around, but always had some adventures.
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