Nine Hundred and Eighth. According to the Mood

Is it possible for Xue Chuqing to hide on the ground of Xianting?

In theory no.

Because it is not easy to break away from the Sanqing Taoist world centered on the Upper Realm, break through the "wall" and come to the Immortal Court.

The last time Yan Zhaoge strayed into the world of Buddhism, it was because of a change in Xuanxiao Zijin Furnace.

This time, he strayed into the Chongling Great World of Yanfang Fairyland under the jurisdiction of the Immortal Court, because the Immortal Soldier Yinghuohalberd and the power left by Jinxiu Emperor forbade the collision.

Although Yan Zhaoge didn't know what level of cultivation his mother was now, based on the known information, it was doubtful whether she had climbed the Immortal Bridge or not.

According to common sense, if there is no other external force, Xue Chuqing should not be able to come here.

But for one thing, there may be top-notch powerful people who help Xue Chuqing "smuggle".

Secondly, Xue Chuqing often has unexpected performances, maybe she has some special means?

Yan Zhaoge thought in his heart: "If it's really my mother, she came here to hide, so she will definitely keep a low profile and won't take the initiative to provoke people in Xianting."

"From this point of view, digging a hole in the ruins and making a hole in the Chaotic Sky Sect is not something she would do."

"Unless..." The corner of Yan Zhaoge's mouth twitched slightly: "She realized that her whereabouts were about to be exposed again, so she ran away again, and before she left, she dug a hole as a souvenir for her enemy."

While thinking about it, Yan Zhaoge said to Fu Ting: "I want to visit this Chongling world again, and even several other worlds located in Yanfang Wonderland."

Fu Ting immediately understood: "You want to investigate, are there any Sanqing disciples like us here?"

Yan Zhaoge replied calmly: "That's exactly the case. If there is one, you might as well lend a hand."

"The other party should be more familiar with this place than us. If we can get in touch, it will also help us leave the rule of the fairy court and return to the upper world."

"However, there may be some top powerhouses in the Immortal Court here, so it is very dangerous. I can go find it alone, and I will come back to find you later."

Yan Zhaoge said: "I don't mean to belittle you, if we act separately, we can avoid being wiped out."

After thinking for a while, Fu Ting shook her head: "I'm not familiar with the place here, and we are very different from the warriors from the Immortal Court. There are also many language barriers. It's like advancing together and retreating, and we have a mutual support."

Yan Zhaoge nodded: "Then let's set off here."

As he spoke, a black light appeared in his palm, changeable, elusive, formless and formless.

With a direct palm drop, several Chaotic Sky Sect warriors died.

Yang Chong and the others were shocked, but Fu Ting's expression remained the same: "It really is a unique skill recorded in the Wuxiang Demon Sutra, but I didn't expect you, Mr. Yan, to be proficient in this long-lost magic skill."

She looked Yan Zhaoge up and down: "You are from the Guangcheng Mountain lineage. It seems that I have inherited the Taiqing branch, and it seems that I have obtained the orthodox Yuqing's direct lineage. But looking at you now, you can't even master the top-notch magic arts and martial arts like the Wuxiang Demon Sutra. Yes, I really don't know where you are from."

Yan Zhaoge acted as if nothing had happened, instead of answering, he asked instead: "Coincidentally, it's just a chance for me to walk outside. I made Miss Fu laugh at me, but I didn't expect that Miss Fu, you know the Wuxiang Demon Sutra. As far as I know, this book Martial arts should have been lost in the upper world before."

Fu Ting said: "Because of my father, I do know some secrets, such as the existence of Buddhism."

"Buddha's light is very tricky. If you kill a Buddhist martial artist, the opponent's elders will know about it in a very short time, and may even come directly."

"The martial arts that can restrain this kind of method are relatively limited. Among them, there is the Formless Demon Sutra. Of course, I have never seen the Formless Demon Sutra, but my father once talked about the scene when a cultivator performs demonic skills."

"This precious light inherited from the lineage of Xianting looks similar to the Buddha's light."

Fu Ting glanced at Yan Zhaoge: "However, Mr. Yan, forgive me, this is a unique skill..."

Yan Zhaoge said with a smile: "It will confuse people's minds, and even lead them to fall into the devil and sink into the Nine Netherworld."

"I know, so I got it before and never practiced it.

It's just that I accidentally entered the world of Buddhism last time and discovered the tricky part of the Buddha's light, so I practiced self-defense, but it was only a means of restraining the Buddha's light, and would not let it shake its roots. "

While the two were talking calmly, only Yang Chong and Quan Haolong were left among the chaotic sky sect warriors.

After the initial astonishment, Yang Chong calmed down instead, sighed and shook his head: "You two want to silence me, so why leave me and nephew Quan?"

Yan Zhaoge replied indifferently: "As you feel."

Yang Chong suddenly smiled wryly.

Quan Haolong also calmed down at this time, and said bitterly: "Although I feel sorry for Master Yang being bewitched by you and other heretics, it doesn't mean that I will surrender to you!"

Yan Zhaoge said calmly, "So what? I let you go, I slaughtered all of your fellow disciples, and you were the only one who survived. After you go back, what will other people think of you?"

Quan Haolong was startled.

Yan Zhaoge smiled and said, "It's easy for you to figure it out, right? The light in your body is stable, which shows that you are still devout to Wuliang Tianzun."

"But apart from this point, there is no difference between you and us. We are all people with emotions and desires."

"After this incident, you have conflicts with you in the same sect, and people who dislike you, if they don't make trouble, then they will be called hell."

"Evil and heretics must be eradicated. This is a major principle, but apart from the major principles, fighting between people is a lot of fun, isn't it?"

Quan Haolong opened his mouth, but finally made no sound, only a wry smile remained on his face.

How could he fail to understand this truth?

Yang Chong and him looked at each other, and both sighed.

Quan Haolong shook his head: "Anyway, I will not join your heretics."

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and remained silent.

Yang Chong looked at Quan Haolong, then at Yan Zhaoge and Fu Ting, and finally fell silent.

Yan Zhaoge didn't care, he really wanted to keep Yang Chong and Quan Haolong alive according to his mood, so he stayed.

He already knew where the ruins were before, so he rushed there with Fu Ting immediately.

The ruins themselves had already been destroyed, Yan Zhaoge didn't intend to waste time there.

The target he chose was near the ruins, where ordinary people lived.

My mother's cultivation base is not weak, but she has no wish power in her body, and she is so ostentatious, it is easy to be discovered by the descendants of the fairy court.

After she restrained herself to hide her cultivation, she had two choices.

Or hide alone in the deep mountains and old forests, living alone, without contact with anyone.

Either mixed with ordinary people, although these people also have precious light in their bodies, but it is far weaker than martial arts experts, and at the same time, mortals cannot see each other's precious light.

As long as you try to avoid contact with the Immortal Court warriors, and pretend your words and deeds on weekdays, you can still hide your identity.

Of course, the premise is that there is no large-scale search, and no powerful warriors come here to find the news.

In this case, Xue Chuqing would not leave any clues for others.

But Yan Zhaoge vaguely knew it.

His current cultivation base, eyesight and perception ability are almost transparent to ordinary people.

One by one, quickly scan the past.

After walking through more than a dozen towns in a row, Yan Zhaoge's eyes suddenly brightened. (To be continued..)

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