At this moment, a crimson messenger talisman flew out of the mist in the mountains, and landed right in front of Ling Zhengyi's eyes!
"Huh? Who's visiting?" Pu Jianyuan was stunned for a moment, alert in his heart, but when he looked at Zhan Yu and Qian Yuming next to him, he widened his mind again. He understood very well that Miwu Mountain and Feifengling are both minor cultivators. , There are really not many foundation-building monks who can make friends with them. He also made friends with these two with great strength, and it was only at a high price in exchange for their moves. How could Ling Zhengyi have a monk with a higher cultivation level to visit? Woolen cloth?
Ling Zhengyi looked at the messenger talisman in front of him, and was overjoyed, knowing that a helper might be here, but his face showed more worry, his eyes looked at Pu Jianyuan, but his figure did not move, not moving The messenger talisman was crushed.
"What? Fellow Daoist Ling, do you want the poor Taoist to burn your son to death?" Pu Jianyuan glanced at the immobile Ling Zhengyi and asked coldly.
"OkayOkay!" Ling Zhengyi was secretly happy, but his face was helpless, he gritted his teeth, stretched out his hand, and squeezed the summoning talisman "very reluctantly".
"Uncle, I'm back!" There was Xue Xue's uncontrollable surprised voice inside!
"Hahaha~" Pu Jianyuan laughed loudly, raised his head and said, "Great kindness, great kindness! It really is a good opportunity to cut the weeds!"
"Hmph~" Ling Zhengyi was flustered at first, he never expected that it was Xue Xue who came, but then he sneered again: "Xue Xue is now a disciple of Yu Leizong, and I must be here to practice this time, how dare you Take her life, do you still want to be safe in Feifengling?"
"Pindao naturally knows that she is a disciple of Yu Leizong, but can Yu Leizong's disciples go home without permission? Since she can go back, she naturally hides it from the sect. Pindao will kill her, who knows?" Pu Jianyuan is very happy.
But no, after hearing these words, Ling Zhengyi, who was at ease just now, turned pale again.
"Fellow Daoist Pu!" Zhan Yu looked at Qian Yuming, and said in a low voice, "Pindao's agreement with you does not include the disciples of the Yulei Sect. Whatever you do, the Pindao will never hinder you, but if Yuleizong comes to you Come on, don't blame Pindao for not speaking for you!"
"Pindao also means this!" Qian Yuming naturally would not offend Yu Leizong, so he said hastily.
"Hehe, don't worry, fellow daoists, this kind of thing is naturally upheld by the poor daoist himself. As long as the two fellow daoists don't take the initiative to speak out, the poor daoist will be content!"
"Hmph, I want to say something, but I have to dare to say it!" Qian Yuming sneered.
"Great kindness!" Pu Jianyuan said with a smile: "When the matter is settled, Pindao promises to the two fellow Taoists, and he will never break his promise!"
"Okay!" Qian Yuming and Zhanyu took two steps back and stood quietly in the air.
"What's the matter? Fellow Daoist Ling, don't you want to let your family's Xue Xue into the mountain?" Pu Jianyuan said, looking at Ling Feiyun, the magic formula was pinched, and the extinguished flames around Ling Feiyun flew out again.
"Daddy, don't worry!" Ling Feiyun gritted his teeth, as if the flames had penetrated his defensive yellow talisman: "Even if the child is dead, he will not beg for mercy. Hurry up and send out the message talisman to let my sister run for her life!"
"Sure enough, he is a benevolent boy!" Pu Jianyuan grinned, turned to look at Ling Zhengyi, and said, "Do you want to send your own son to death just for a female family member who is not your own?"
"Bah!" Ling Feiyun yelled angrily, and he was going to kill himself if he was really angry against his luck! This move was heroic, and it was beyond Pu Jianyuan's expectation, but he was only a Qi-refining cultivator after all, and he was much worse than Pu Jianyuan. When Pu Jianyuan felt something was wrong, he immediately waved his Taoist robe, and a confinement technique was to restrain Ling Feiyun.
With a "snap", Ling Feiyun fell on the steps like a rock, and rolled down the steps for another ten feet before stopping, and the flames around him were also extinguished a lot.
"Since you don't want to open the formation, the only way to do it yourself is the poor!" Pu Jianyuan smiled and pointed his finger. The fairy-binding circle bound Ling Zhengyi tightly, and he walked to him with confidence. In front of him, he tore off the storage bag at his waist.
Ling Zhengyi's eyes are already cracked, but he is tightly restrained, even if he wants to struggle, he has no magic power.
"Hey, this jade pendant" Pu Jianyuan took out the jade pendant, looked at the contents of the storage bag again, with a smile on his face, tied the storage bag around his waist, and only took a look, it was With a urge of mana, he did the one thing he regretted most in his life!
Following the fire swallow on the jade pendant flew into the mist in the mountains, after a while, a pretty figure flew to the front of the mountain, wasn't it Xue Xue who was hurrying on his way?
"Hey?" Pu Jianyuan's spiritual thoughts swept away, and his face was full of ecstasy, but the ecstasy was only for a moment, and he was a little surprised. However, the surprise was only for a moment, and immediately, Pu Jianyuan's face was covered with a thick layer of Covered by the color of panic!
because"Yes, this matter should have been started more than ten years ago" Pu Jianyuan didn't dare to be negligent, and without thinking about it, he just told the matter of Yanlin Shanze. Xiao Hua himself experienced this matter, and it came from what Pu Jianyuan said later See, there is nothing to lie about!
After finishing the matter, Pu Jianyuan bowed and said: "Friend Xiang, the family heirloom of the poor Taoist is gone, and this guy took it. The poor Taoist invited two friends to come over to support him, but he just asked this guy to swear a blood oath. As long as the magic weapon has nothing to do with him, the poor will go without saying a word! But he just dare not swear, you say, how can this magic weapon have nothing to do with him? Senior is here today, and I ask senior to make the decision. Bring back the magic weapon of the poor Taoist family!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)( Remember the URL of this website: www.hlnovel.com