C48 An Invisible Surge of the Exorcist Sect

Returning to the Towering Wind Pavilion, Feng Jueqing laid him on the bed. As he left, his lips brushed against Ling Xuan's face.

Sure enough, it felt like an electric shock.

The lights came on.

Ling Xuan pushed Feng Jueqing away and hid himself at the foot of the bed. Even though his birthmark had shrunk a lot after reaching Foundation Establishment, it was still as ugly as before.

It was just like the largest scar in his heart. He didn't want to be exposed, because once it was revealed, it would result in a bloody scene.

He had received too many supercilious looks. Whenever others showed sympathy and disgust towards him, it was better to say that he was accustomed to pain rather than numbness.

Anyway... He was just an ugly man, and no one would like him.

So... He shouldn't like anyone either.

Feng Jueqing stood by the side of the bed and looked at Ling Xuan who had curled up into a ball. After thinking for a bit, he bent his knees and pressed down on the bed. Looking at the birthmark, looking at Ling Xuan's eyes that were filled with both fear and desire,

Feng Jueqing bent down, lifted Ling Xuan's hair, and then gently kissed the birthmark. That part of his skin felt soft, and for a moment, his heart was moved. He stood there in a daze, allowing Feng Jueqing to lift his chin and lightly kiss his lips.

There was no unyielding way to plunder, but it was only a gentle way, so gentle that Ling Xuan felt afraid.

When the two people's intertwined breathing stopped, Feng Jueqing didn't say a word. He only took out the glass bottle and placed it on the table, and asked: "Do you have anything on you? This is what the white snake wants. "

"Hmm?" Before he managed to recover from his previous ambiguous feelings, it took Ling Xuan two seconds to understand the meaning behind Feng Jueqing's words. He looked at his own Storage Bag and looked at Feng Jueqing in confusion.

"Like the Spiritual Beast's Inner Core or some heavenly and earthly treasure. This white snake likes it a lot, that's why it came to find you. Otherwise, you won't be able to fill the gaps in his teeth. " Feng Jueqing opened the glass bottle and the white snake swam out. It raised its head and looked at Ling Xuan, or more accurately, it was staring at his Storage Bag.

After all, even though it looked extremely weak, it still managed to easily eat that huge python. Although Feng Jueqing was still here, he was still a little afraid.

"This white snake has quite a bit of spirit energy, maybe it can take in and raise your Spiritual Beast. Its cultivation is equivalent to the exit stage, but it is enough to ensure your safety. " Feng Jueqing reached out his hand and the white snake obediently wrapped around his finger and placed it in front of Ling Xuan.

Ling Xuan took out everything from his Storage Bag, including the Hundred Year Old Spider King's Orb. The white snake's eyes lit up, it swam over and bit into it, then bit into it and swallowed it.

A drop of cold sweat was left on Ling Xuan's forehead.

After the white snake consumed the Orb, it continued to look up at Ling Xuan, as if it was waiting for something. Ling Xuan was puzzled, all the things on his body were already here, what was the white snake still looking at?

Ling Xuan thought hard and patted his thigh. He took out a black grass with gray leaves from the corner of the Storage Bag. When the white snake saw the grass, it was so happy that it wagged its tail, and with a "pa pa pa" sound, it pounced like a bolt of white lightning, wolfing down and devouring the Profound Yin Grass.

"500 years of Dark Yin Grass?" Feng Jueqing was a little surprised, and said: "This is a rather rare thing, where did you get it from?"

"Bai Shan Lu!" "Don't underestimate me ~" Ling Xuan laughed complacently. Seeing that a black line had appeared on the white snake's back, he yawned, then wrapped his wrist around his own tail and started to sleep.

If you are fine, then I will leave first. For the marriage in Eldest Brother, I have a lot of things to attend to recently, so I hope you do not run around randomly. With regards to Ling Xuan's escape, he did not reprimand him at all, nor did he stop him. He merely instructed his calmly, then left.

Ling Xuan touched the sleeping white snake on his hand. His long hair covered most of his face, and other than puckering his lips, no one could tell what he was thinking.

He silently packed his things, and obediently rested at the Towering Wind Pavilion for the entire day. Then …

Continue to flee!

How could he not flee? He wasn't going to run anymore! This was really bad!

Don't run anymore … He was about to lose.

"..."

This was the Demon Valley, the home of the Exorcist Sect.

"Pah!" The Exorcist Sect Sect Master was sent flying with a slap. He flipped 360 degrees in the air and fell to the ground. The old man's chest heaved up and down as he glared at his disciple.

"Bastard!" Who told you to provoke Limitless Demon Sect!? How could you afford to provoke Limitless Demon Sect!? " Absolute Demon Patriarch, who had no choice but to return to the Evil Killing Stream to recuperate from his injuries after fighting with Hua Jue'ai, pointed at his disciple and scolded him resentfully, "What did I say before I went into closed door cultivation? Do you remember? "

"Disciple remembers." The Exorcist Sect Sect Master promptly kneeled down, without caring about the swelling on his face, he said respectfully: "First, you must not provoke Limitless Demon Sect; secondly, you must not provoke any sect from the Immortal Domain; thirdly, you must not send any disciples of your sect to hunt beasts from the Southern Forest."

"You remember! since you still remember why did you provoke that Limitless Demon Sect!? " The ancestor pushed everything on the table to the ground, the cracking sounds didn't express his anger.

"But …" A hundred years have passed since the patriarch went into closed door cultivation. My Exorcist Sect grew day by day, yet my Limitless Demon Sect declined day by day. Now, my sect is already on par with my Limitless Demon Sect, or maybe … "

"Bastard!" "It's only been a hundred years!" Absolute Demon Patriarch's finger poked the head of the Exorcist Sect Sect Master, and said: "Then how long did the Limitless Demon Sect take to establish the sect? Forget about everything else, just who in our sect can fight against those three Berserk Demon Elders and not lose? Ah? "You arrogant beast!"

"Please calm your anger, Ancestor!" The three Berserk Demons have not heard from anyone for many years, so there's a high chance that they have already fallen … " Before Exorcist Sect Sect Master could finish speaking, his disciples ran over in panic to report the news.

"Oh no, Sect Master! All of the people sent to the Pharmacist Valley have been annihilated! " The Exorcist Sect disciple dressed in black had a face full of panic, as if he had seen something terrifying.

Destroyed?" How is this possible? That was led by an elder who had crossed seven heavenly tribulations. How could they all be wiped out? " The Exorcist Sect Sect Master acted as if he had heard something unbelievable and disregarded etiquette as he roared.

"Reporting to the sect master and the ancestor, there is a crazy old man holding a serpent staff in the Pharmacist Valley.

"Snake Head Staff? "Could it be …" The Exorcist Sect Sect Master was shocked and stood up.

"It's the Old Snake of the Three Old Berserkers! You, ah, you! Then he would commit the crime! My hundred years of history of Exorcist Sect might very well be destroyed by you! " Exorcist sighed.

"What Ancestor said isn't right. How can you not have confidence in your own disciple?" He was still surprised that someone was able to reach behind him, but before he could even notice it, he felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. Lowering his head, he saw a blood-stained hand piercing through his lower abdomen, grabbing his Nascent Infant Stage within.

He stiffly turned around and looked at the beautiful young man behind him. His body was violently twitching because of the hand that was slowly being pulled out.

"This is the first time I've seen such high-level goods despite the Nascent Infant Stage of a cultivator who has undergone eight heavenly tribulations." The beautiful man opened his mouth, and then swallowed the Nascent Infant Stage which was constantly struggling at his mouth, as if he was taking a miracle medicine, and closed his eyes to enjoy the rich spirit energy in his body.

"Ah, how comfortable. This kind of Nascent Infant Stage is equivalent to a hundred years of cultivation. " The beautiful man laughed joyously as he turned to look at the Exorcist Sect Sect Leader.

"You, you, you, you … What did you do? "You actually took our ancestor …" Exorcist Sect Sect Master could not believe the scene in front of him, his fingers trembling as he questioned.

"You don't have to do this, do you? Don't forget about the deal between your Exorcist Sect and mine. If I get messed with by this old fogey, I'll have a headache. " The beautiful man bent down, the bright red strap on his chest dropping to the ground as he turned his face towards the face of the Exorcist Sect Sect Master.

"You! This is my Exorcist Sect's ancestor! The number one expert! " The Sect Leader of the Exorcist Sect stuttered.

"He's merely an eighth level tribulation cultivator, he's not even worthy in our Ming Zong's eyes. If you want, you can have as many eighth level tribulation Soul Puppets as you want. Now your problem is how to seal the mouth of the third person here. " The absolute beauty's gaze turned towards the stunned Exorcist Sect disciple at the side. That person was startled and immediately retreated, staggering and falling to the ground.

"Sect Master! I won't spout nonsense! I... "I …" As he continuously stepped on his legs and leaned on the mountain, the Exorcist Sect disciple begged.

"What should I do? After all, there were still many people who coveted the position of sect master with these Exorcist Sect. If they find out that you killed the ancestor, what would be the outcome? " The beautiful man said with a smile, like a bewitching demon.

"I... "I …" The Exorcist Sect Sect Master turned to look at the terrified disciples of his sect, the Black Sword that was raised inside flew out.

"I'm sorry, but the best way to stop people from talking is to silence them."

"..."

Limitless Mountain.

After learning the lessons from his first failure, he felt that it was useless to rely on himself to escape the mountain. Thus, he carefully asked around and found out that there was a group of disciples from Limitless Mountain that was going to go down the mountain to train these next two days.

Taking advantage of the dark sky, Ling Xuan ran over to the place where the Thirteen Wind Extinguishing Swords resided, stole some clothes that he did not know how many swords, returned to his own residence and cut off all the Black Sword embroidered on them. Then, on the second day, he changed into his expensive purple robe and slipped out of the Towering Wind Pavilion while no one was around.

"Sigh …" Following behind Ling Xuan stealthily, Eleven Sword sighed and said: "It feels like we are now Ling Xuan's wet nurse."

"Forget it, master has her orders, we shall recognize him then. Fortunately, this Ling Xuan is not able to cause any big trouble. Think about how tragic it was last night with only one sword attack. " Thirteen patted Eleven's back and comforted him, "You obviously found this guy stealing something, but you still pretend not to know. We'll be laughing till we spurt next door."

"That's true. Boss, you don't need that robe anymore. How badly have you been ravaged?"

"At most, we can just let the sect do another one. For this matter, Master will always have to take care of the reimbursement."

"Ai ai …"