"Um?!"

The moment his palm slapped his shoulder, Jiang Shentong's hair stood upside down, but before he could react, a powerful force pulled him out of his escape!

The magical power of night walking was broken!

"It's you!"

With a handful of protection of his disciples, Jiang Shentong looked around as if he was facing a great enemy, and his expression couldn't help but move.

This is a quiet courtyard, which seems to have not been inhabited for many days. It is already a bit desolate. Under the bare old trees, there is a young man in mysterious clothes.

Although he turned his back to him, Jiang Shentong still recognized him at a glance. This person was the young man who took away the Taoist fruit of the "Blood Pool" that day.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Yang Yu turned around and looked at the rank master who had just been promoted to Jiuyao.

The path of immortality and Buddha is mainly about immortality, and the fundamental lies in supernatural powers. Depending on the types and levels of supernatural powers, even at the same level, combat power may vary greatly.

Compared to the green snake, Jiang Shentong's aura was much dimmer in his eyes and he could hardly notice the threat.

It can be seen without asking that this person has few magical powers, and his natal magical powers do not have the ability to kill.

"you……"

Jiang Shentong's expression was slightly slower:

"You killed the two true disciples of Zhu Yeqing and Cangjiangmen?"

"The whole city is talking about it. Friend Jiang, a fellow Taoist from Yeyou, is the best at collecting information. He must have a clear idea, so why ask me?"

Yu Yang just smiled.

The Night Travel God is the God of Night Tour. His best skills are parades and scrutiny. He is the most informative type of magical master with the most informative information.

While speaking, Yang Yu brushed his sleeves and swept away the fallen leaves on the stone table, and asked the master and apprentice to sit down:

"By the way, is the bamboo leaf green that fellow Taoist Jiang mentioned? Is it that green snake? From your tone, you seem to know the origin of this snake?"

"Ten thousand years ago, Emperor Longquan divided the world among the sects in order to calm the chaos of the sects. Before that, Nanling was already a place where the demon clan was occupied..."

Jiang Shentong was alert, but he still sat calmly. After listening to the inquiry, he just pondered slightly and replied:

"So the Nanling Mountains are many mountains and monsters. Even though Cangjiangmen has been migrating to the southeast for more than a thousand years, there are still many big monsters in its territory. The bamboo leaf green is one of them..."

Longquan Realm is a world that has been divided.

Yang Yu had already clearly realized this.

Before and after the heavenly changes, the battles between the holy places of the sects in the Longquan Realm have never been cut off, but they have gradually formed a balance.

The immortal lives in the eastern desert, the Buddha lives in the western desert, the demon pan south ridge, the demon governs the northern territories, and the endless seas of aquatic races live together.

The endless mountains are barren lands with dragons and snakes, most of which are the remaining masters and forces in other worlds after the whales in the Longquan Realm swallowed them.

For example, Blood Prison and the Underworld are in harmony.

only……

"Since Nanling is the place where the demon clan is in charge, the Cangjiangmen and the Dragon Clan..."

Yu Yang seemed to be thinking.

"Emperor Longquan has been in the process of transformation for nearly ten thousand years. No matter how great the deterrence is, it will no longer exist. The rules set by him will naturally not be followed..."

Jiang Shentong found two wine pots from somewhere and threw them to Yang Yu, and took a few mouthfuls:

"Even if there is no such thing as Ying Huo Shuxin, the world will sooner or later become in chaos! Then Wanshi Tianzong... cough cough cough..."

While speaking, Jiang Shentong coughed a few times and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

"It's a long way..."

This old Taoist is no longer inclined to the point of view, let’s talk about Zhu Yeqing:

"That bamboo leaf green was originally a water snake. I was lucky enough to get the Taoist fruit and open my spiritual wisdom. In the early years, in order to be promoted to Jiuyao, I poisoned the people in the city. Although Cangjiangmen sent people to chase after him,..."

"Cangjiangmen can't even kill that snake?"

Yu Yang couldn't help but frown.

The Qingshe's Taoist magic powers are not systematic, and there is no magic weapon to protect him. It can be said that like Jiang's magic power, it is at the bottom of Jiuyao.

This kind of wild path is not able to confront masters from the sect holy land unless their natal magical powers are killing.

"Although Cangjiangmen is not as good as those seventeen families, they are also one of the most important sects in the world. If you really want to kill them, how can you not kill them? You just don't kill them."

Jiang Shentong sneered:

"If there are no evil spirits in the wild, how can the people be willing to enter the city and their descendants be exploited?"

“Master…”

Yan Xia's expression was slightly tight.

Of course, he heard his master talk about these words more than once, but the person in front of him said this just when he first met him?

Something...

"The way to control the underworld..."

Yu Yang felt silent in his heart.

Whether it is mountains and seas or long springs, any system that wants to gather people must have various methods to force the people to submit. Naturally, he will not misunderstand this.

If a person has no desire, he cannot drive him.

Especially in a world like Longquan Realm, where spiritual energy is rich and products are thousands of times richer than mountains and seas, if there is no external force, how many people will be willing to be driven by their descendants...

"So, this bamboo leaf green is just a wild monster?"

"The wild monsters are not all. Anyone who has achieved ten thousand masters can enter the gates of the Five Demonic Sects. Although they cannot be personally passed on, they can also record their names and names..."

Jiang Shentong answered:

"It is said that the reason why Zhu Yeqing avoided Cangjiangmen's first pursuit was because he joined the gate of Pengwangshan..."

"Pengwangshan..."

Yang Yu nodded, and the five demonic sects were led by the Lion God Leader, followed by the Divine Elephant Forest and Pengwang Mountain.

"By the way, fellow Taoist Jiang, do you know Bibotan?"

"Bibotan..."

Jiang Shentong's expression moved slightly:

"Bibotan is a cold pond downstream of Cangjiang River, which governs tributaries like Wantao River.

According to legend, the master of the pond is a thousand-year-old dragon with extremely high cultivation, not comparable to this bamboo leaf green..."

He was keen and thought about it before and after he thought about it, he couldn't help but have a guess in his mind:

"When fellow Taoist asked about this, do you think that the Zhuyeqing came for no reason because of this Dragon King of Bibotan?"

"Just ask casually."

Yang Yu did not admit it, and took a big sip with the wine pot. The mouth was spicy and the stamina was long:

"Fellow Taoist is here, I'm afraid it's not a cause, but I don't know what's going on?"

"Although fellow Taoist did not go to Long Tao Pavilion that night, I think I know about the battle of slaying dragons that night?"

Jiang Shentong didn't go around in circles and told him the purpose of his visit calmly:

"I suspect that the Zhuyeqing massacre may be related to this matter. Otherwise, more than 100 cities in Qianyuan and the 18 Southeast countries, he would have no reason and just chose Qianshan City..."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Is it to kill the future troubles with fellow Taoist Jiang here?"

Yu Yang looked up at him.

"I dare not say that the troubles are removed, but at least, I can't implicate the people of this city just because I kill the dragon, right?"

Jiang Shentong flattened the wine pot:

"If the person behind the evil dragon is really coming to take revenge, then I will be with you to the end!"

After expressing his purpose, the old Taoist said nothing. Seeing that Yang Yu was not asking, he stood up and said goodbye. Yan Xia followed him step by step.

“Master…”

After leaving a long distance, Yan Xia, who had been holding it in for a long time, grabbed the bell and spoke:

"Master, do you want to urge the immortals to guide the way again? If you can find the 'Senior Nanling'..."

"Silence!"

Jiang Shentong glared at him and took back the bell:

"Fellow Daoist Nanling is a genius. He is a rare figure. It is a great fate to save him once. Why can he drag him down again?"

"Then this Qianshan City..."

Yan Xia was worried.

"Do your best and leave your destiny."

...

"Do your best and leave your destiny..."

Under the old tree, Yang Yu drank all the wine in the pot and suddenly raised his eyebrows:

“It’s really lively…”

...
To be continued...