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Volume 1 Chapter 1545 Rescue Linger

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    "Sir, you still have the habit of living on this island." "Young Master is worried about your work, and I am flattered. This cave is clean and comfortable, and there are demon servants to take care of the chores. I am very satisfied, but I will not receive any reward for my work. Young Master, if  "It's useful to be old, but I hope you won't be polite." "Sir, you don't have to be polite. Just treat this place as your own home. If you need anything, just tell me. If I'm not at home, you can talk to Xiaoqing, Bao'er, or  Let¡¯s discuss it with Master Tianshu of Fukong Temple.¡± With that, Yin Jian introduced several relatives and friends around him to Mr. Tianyu.  As his Taoist companion, Xiaoqing is responsible for managing the logistics work of Wind Island. The food, clothing and housing for tens of thousands of people on the island are all arranged by her, so she is a well-deserved butler.  The Celestial Clan also respects her very much and calls her "Mother".  Bao'er, Brother Killer and Monk Tianshu are the leaders of Huanxia Temple and Fukong Temple, as well as his generals.  Yin Jian invited everyone to meet Mr. Tian Yu, which was actually a solicitation. He hoped that this old man, who was scholarly and wise, could be used by him and become his military advisor like Yuan Hongyu.  Mr. Tian You is a bit pedantic, but he is not an unsophisticated nerd. Of course, he will not refuse his solicitation.  Accompanying Yin Jian and his entourage to visit the rebuilt Wind Island, he witnessed the Qing and Bai clan driving industrial mechas to construct a military port on the island for the landing and landing of spiritual ships. The bustling scene amazed him and he said with sincerity: "In these years, the old and the old have disappeared.  Don't think too much about why the Ten Thousand Demons Palace was defeated by the Young Master. Today, when I came to Wuxing Village, I realized that there is a world beyond the sky. It was an eye-opener. The Ten Thousand Demons Palace lost unjustly. Yin Jian smiled and said nothing.  Mountains, to the recently developed Wind Island, all have the color of the civilized world. No matter how knowledgeable Mr. Tianyuan is, after all, his vision is limited to the world of cultivation. Facing a brand-new civilization system, he will naturally feel novel and shocked. There is a sky outside the sky, and there is no way.  Exaggeration. Yin Jian has always been a trustworthy person. While introducing him to the follow-up construction blueprint of Wind Island, he walked to the Fukong Temple Pagoda Forest and opened the flying magic circle to show him the secret of flying on the island.  Mr. Yu touched his horn beard and pondered in the magic circle for a long time. Sometimes he used the Heluotian method to deduce something. After a while, he looked suspicious. "Young Master, this flying magic circle is indeed very powerful, but it seems incomplete. According to the rules,  The design intention of the magic circle should be to have a defensive barrier that seals the entire island. Once the barrier is opened, the entire island will disappear. It will be extremely difficult for cultivators below the Earth Immortal to break through the barrier, but" At this point,  He looked at Yin Jian and hesitated to speak. Yin Jian smiled and said, "Sir, don't worry. It's okay to speak out. In fact, the defensive array originally existed. It is opened every eleven years to exchange resources with the surface world.  Not long ago, the Netherworld Ghost King broke into the Wind Island, wreaked havoc and massacre, and destroyed the defensive array. Afterwards, my fellow Taoists from Fukong Temple and Huanxia Temple and I tried many ways to repair it, but unfortunately the results were not good, and we have not been able to restore it to this day.  " Mr. Tianyuan smiled slightly when he heard this: "I have studied formations all my life and have some experience in this defensive barrier. If you can trust me, young master, you might as well give me the responsibility for this repair project. If it cannot be repaired within a year,  As before, the old man has no shame in living on this island.  " Yin Jian may not believe what others say, but Mr. Tianyu will never talk nonsense. There is no doubt about his attainments in magic formations. Although there are many cultivators in the world, if you want to say that formations are stronger than him, except for the earthly  I¡¯m afraid I won¡¯t be able to find another one. ¡°Sir, I¡¯m serious. I¡¯ll leave it to you to repair the magic circle. We need manpower and materials. You can contact Xiaoqing. She will help you make arrangements and will never delay the progress of the project.  .  " Mr. Tianyuan looked particularly excited when he accepted this assignment. He had just arrived. Although Yin Jian treated him like a distinguished guest, it was hard to say what those people under Yin Jian thought of him, the former general of the Ten Thousand Demons Palace. If he didn't  If you show some ability, you won't be regarded as a lost dog. It will be unpleasant to be looked down upon by others. Now that he has an opportunity to show his talents by repairing the magic circle, Mr. Tianyuan feels that Fukong Temple and  The eyes of everyone in Huanxia Temple changed obviously, and they looked more respectful, which made him very happy, and his speech and behavior became less restrained. Yin Jian chatted with everyone for a few more words, and suddenly felt an impulse, and his expression changed.  . Closing his eyes and concentrating on thinking, he then took out the summoning rune stone from the treasure bag and held it in his palm. He clearly sensed a message from Huan Ling'er, who seemed to be asking for help from Huan Ling'er.  This girl, who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, would never ask for help from others unless she was at the end of her rope. The spiritual thoughts coming out of the rune stone were very weak, and the information was vague, indicating that she was probably seriously injured and was in a critical situation.  The sword was still sitting still, so he ordered Xiaoqing and Bao'er to entertain Mr. Tianyuan for him, and he flew up into the air with his sword, turning into a beam of rainbow light and shooting towards the strong wind in the direction of Huan Ling'er's spiritual thoughts.  Raging rain, bloody wind and mist rolled in from the sky. A black sword light flew in the thunderstorm, but was blocked by the blood mist.??Stuck in the quagmire and struggling to move through, it is already the end of the struggle.  At the critical juncture, Yin Jian's figure flashed out in the air. At a glance, he recognized the black flying sword, which was the Sky Burial Demon Sword. The person flying with the sword, who else could it be if it wasn't Ling'er.  He was no stranger to the ghostly blood mist that chased Ling'er. It was the product of the evil special skill "Blood River Divine Art" practiced by the Blood River Ghost Immortal. The mist was based on the dark wind of the underworld, the ghost fire of hell, and the plague thunder of Wutu. It swallowed up the cultivators.  The powerful power of the essence and blood soul of the person appears to be a mass of miasma, but it is actually a blood river that incorporates endless ghosts and ghosts. Within it are eight avatars of the Blood River Ghost Immortals, known as the Blood Demons of the Underworld, all of whom are extremely ferocious.  Bloodthirsty and crazy.  Seeing Ling'er trapped in the Nether Blood Mist, Yin Jian guessed that her identity had been exposed and turned against the Ghost King Sect.  In this way, he no longer had any scruples. With a flash of anger in his eyes, he took out the Fengyue Mirror from the treasure bag and shined it towards Lu Netherworld's blood mist.  Yin Jian had already used the "Holy Spirit Water" to upgrade the Fengyue Mirror to a seventh-grade magic weapon, integrated it into the Hunyuan Buddha's light, and shot out a bright blue rainbow, like wind and clouds. Wherever the mirror light passed, the blood mist quickly dissipated, and there was a shrill scream.  , but the ghosts in the fog were purified by the mirror light, and the Sky Burial Demon Sword was revealed.  Yin Jian took the opportunity to release the Yellow Dragon Divine Claw and pulled out the bloody mist from the demon sword.  The blood mist was not willing to allow its prey to escape, and the reunited ghosts swooped forward.  A beautiful figure flashed out of the Fengyue Mirror, wearing red copper magic armor and a ghost cloak. A pair of slender hands held two heavy ghost weapons, the Saber and the Death Scythe respectively. Her pretty face was full of anger.  The sword flashed continuously, and the blood mist was chopped into pieces and dispersed again.  Xiaoqian didn¡¯t care about the pursuit and used Yin and Yang to escape back to Yin Jian.  Seeing Huan Ling'er leaning softly in his arms with a sluggish expression, she couldn't help but be concerned: "Ling'er, is it okay?"  Xiaoqian smiled gratefully: "Thank you, mother, for your concern, my daughter will not die for the time being." This was the first time in this life that Xiaoqian heard her call her "mother" to her face, and she was stunned. Then her heart strings were stirred and she almost shed tears.
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