In the Forest of Dark Beasts, Gan Tian covered his heart, dragged his seriously injured body, and walked step by step towards the direction of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

In this dark, dark forest, Gan Tian's shiny bald head was still glowing.

Moving forward step by step, Gan Tian could never forget the figure of that man!

That powerful spiritual pressure, that terrifying strength, in front of him, he couldn't deliver even a single punch.

With just a look from him, his soul seemed to have fallen into hell, as if it was being pulled by thousands of ghost hands and being devoured step by step!

Apart from His Highness, I have never felt such powerful spiritual pressure!

He even just threw himself out like garbage, a hundred miles away!

If he hadn't been physically strong, that man would have been too careless and thought that he could kill him. Otherwise, he would have almost died.

Gan Tian's first impression was of Lin Xun.

But soon, this idea made Gan Tian feel ridiculous.

How is that possible? It can’t be His Highness!

Not to mention that His Highness was injured by the Great Dao, and now his life or death is uncertain. He must be hiding from the enemy in a dark corner, and then practicing hard!

Furthermore, His Highness also knows himself. Since he knows himself, how could he stop himself without any reason?

Finally, how can the wounds of the great road be healed so easily! How could His Highness have such strength!

So who is this person?

Who on earth can have such great strength?!

Moreover, the man's bone age seemed to be extremely young, unlike some old antique pretending to be young.

But besides Jiang Qingshang, when did Zilin Holy Land have such a young genius?

While thinking about it, Gan Tian had already walked through the depths of the Dark Beast Forest!

There are many entrances to the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, and one of them is deep in the Dark Beast Forest, which leads directly to the Black Luo Hall.

"Who is coming!"

When Gang Gantian approached, two dark shadows stared at him warily. They were the dead soldiers of the Saint of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect.

"I am Gan Tian, ​​Your Highness." Gan Tian picked up the jade plaque with the word "Xun" in one hand and covered his chest with the other, "I want to see the saint! I have something important to report!"

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Even if he traveled through time, he was still a five-year-old kid...and he had no parents.

After that, I started running around for life, bearing a weight that I shouldn't bear at such a young age.

Then he was tricked into the magic door, and then...

Thinking of everything before, Lin Xun couldn't help but shook his head with a wry smile.

"That's all...at least now, this kind of life is pretty good, don't you think so, old man?"

The breeze blew through the courtyard with a little bit of warmth, blowing the clothes drying in the courtyard.

That extremely dark clothes drying pole actually emitted a faint gunshot...

...

"Your Highness, the Demon-Conquering Conference is coming soon. The Holy Lord wants you to go back quickly. You can't delay it any longer..."

In a teahouse, in front of the girl who was listening to the storyteller, a woman with a delicate face came.

This pretty woman is her maid and one of her protectors.

"Shh..."

The woman raised her slender index finger in front of her cherry lips.

The maid who still wanted to say something naturally stopped.

Following the saint's gaze, the maid also looked at the storyteller on the stage.

"A hundred years later! Lin Xun, who returned to the world, was seriously injured by the sword of Saint Zilin.

The saint asked: Do you know why you died?

Lin Xunda: Because you and I are incompatible with good and evil!

'No', the saint shook her head, 'because you disturbed my husband's peace'.

As soon as the words fell, the saint swung her sword down."

At this time, the maid looked at her master in surprise.

There was even more dissatisfaction in the audience.

Shouldn't the saint kill the devil for the sake of the world? Why is it because of her husband-in-law!

Wait! Why does the saint have a husband? I don’t accept it!

Only the beautiful woman in the audience threw a piece of silver, and the sweet female voice slowly rang out:

"Say, "Qingshang, as a saint, you have been going to the mortal world to observe the Tao as an ordinary person for three years.

Saints of all ages have to experience the mortal world for five years. According to the rules, the teacher will not explore your life in the mortal world. But you only have less than two years left. You must not fall into the mortal world and be unable to come out.

Mortals will grow old eventually, and immortals and mortals will eventually be different."

"Thank you, Master, for your guidance."

The girl bowed and bowed, like willows in the wind, lingering and moving.

"However, if there is any difference between a true immortal and an ordinary person, then I will take him to immortality, or I will die for him!"

"You..." Holy Lord Zilin said, "That's all, this is also your way. You will eventually understand my teacher's words."

"But doesn't Master also have no Taoist companion?"

"Qingshang!"

"Goodbye, Master."

Before the master could flick her forehead, the girl had already turned around and entered the peak. Her graceful figure made the thousands of flowers on the Saintess Peak lose their luster.

"This little girl..." Holy Master Zilin smiled and shook his head, but his figure could not help but appear in his mind.

"You are the Holy Master of Zilin Holy Land? I heard that you have never been defeated. Do you want to fight?"

Carrying a spear, he was only fifteen years old and wearing a black mask, so he said...

...

Through the long-established teleportation circle, Jiang Qingshang returned to Luo City, straightened out her clothes, and entered a school.

Looking inside from the courtyard, in the classroom, he is holding a book, wearing a green shirt, speaking every word, as gentle as jade.

Seeing his wife waiting outside the door, Lin Xun put down his book: "Let's get out of class."

"stand up!"

"Thank you for your hard work, sir."

As a result, Lin Xun stepped forward.

With just one step, huge spiritual pressure pressed down on her body. The woman seemed to be deflated. Before she could scream, she turned into a piece of painted skin and a piece of talisman paper falling down.

Picking up the talisman, Lin Xun discovered that this was a magical tool from the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, but it was a puppet technique that he had never seen before. It should be the latest development of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. He didn't know why it had to absorb Yang Qi.

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What are these guys doing? Why did they get an inflatable thing out?

Lin Xun shook his head, and with the Mystic Godly Talisman of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, he found the locations of all the inflatable night charms in just an instant!

However, by the time Lin looked for them, most of the puppets had already been burned and smelled like pig skin (they were originally made of pig skin).

"Good guy, is the City Lord's Mansion so efficient?" Lin Xun felt that his help seemed a bit unnecessary...

...

Early the next morning, the government issued another notice.

"What did it say?" In the courtyard, Jiang Qingshang, who had just woken up, naturally sat in her husband's arms, shrank into his arms like a kitten, and asked lazily and confusedly.

Looking at the notice, Lin Xun smiled and said: "The government said that the night charm has been eliminated and the Lantern Festival will be held as scheduled."

"Look." The girl's white and tender face was pressed against her husband's chest. The girl still closed her eyes and smiled. "I told you, everything will be fine soon."

"Indeed." Lin Xun hugged his wife tenderly.

"That night charm is actually not as good-looking as me." The girl said Nunuo in her husband's arms.
Chapter completed!