Master of Great Calamity

A disciple of the Qingyang Sect escaped?

Inside the guest hall of the Qingyang Zong, Gan Longjian leaned on the back of the Suan Ni Beast with a wide robe and a slow robe, with a very lazy expression on his face.

In front of him, there was a woman in a yellow robe, who was the true disciple of Longyin Peak of the Qingyang Sect, named Mu Yanran. She sighed in a low voice and said, Isn't it? I think you also know that there was a disturbance in the Moxi Lake not long ago, and many monsters ran out. Naturally, my disciples of the Immortal Sect had to go around to eliminate the demons. Most of the monsters were killed, and some of them were captured and locked in the dungeon to observe their habits and study them. Countermeasures, I didn't expect that these monsters made a mess last night...

Gan Longjian listened to her words with a half-smile, and there seemed to be a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

On the contrary, this big disciple with the surname of Mu was very indifferent, and what he said was reasonable and reasonable, without revealing anything.

Okay, stop making up stories!

After listening to her so much, Gan Longjian seemed to be very interested in continuing, but couldn't help waving his hands, and said with a smile: I also guessed that there will be such a story, the seniors of Qingyangzong really have a way of making up stories, but I don't care about these, I only care about one thing, people ran away in your Qingyangzong dungeon, what should I do? And the magic weapon that was stolen by him...

Then it's none of our business...

The disciple surnamed Mo looked a little stunned, and said innocently: The abandoned disciple is in all the caves and places where he practiced in Qingyang Sect. If you are interested, go and search for it. Our Qingyang Sect will definitely not stop you, and we can send someone to help you find it...

Oh, so what if you can't find it?

Gan Longjian sneered when he heard the perfunctory words, and said directly: Where is Sect Master Qingyang, I want to pay my respects...

Mu Yanran, the female disciple of the Qingyang Sect who was wearing a yellow robe, smiled apologetically: The suzerain is in retreat...

Gan Longjian was slightly taken aback, and said with a sneer, Where is Elder Taishi who is in charge of discipline?

Mu Yanran regretted, Elder Taishi occasionally caught a cold and fell ill...

Gan Longjian's face turned slightly blue: Elder Qin...

Mu Yanran said sympathetically, Elder Qin said he doesn't want to see you!

this……

Gan Longjian was stunned for a moment, but with a sneer on his face, he patted the beast on the head lightly, and sighed: Sure enough, they are all a group of old foxes. I figured it out all the time, but I didn't count the thick skin of these old guys. It seems that although they are polite to me, they really respect the fairy gate behind me, but they don't take me seriously...

While talking, he stood up slowly, turned his head and looked at the yellow robe female disciple Mu Yanran.

Mu Yanran didn't wait for him to speak, and said, Walk slowly!

Gan Longjian from Yinshan True Inheritance was slightly startled, but a smile appeared on his face, and said, Thank you!

After leaving the guest hall, Gan Longjian stepped onto the Tengyun side by side with the beast, and slowly drifted away from the Yinshan sect.

But seeing the Qingyang Sect was dead silent, not even a single person was seen.

When he came, he wished that the whole sect would show up to greet him, but when he left, he didn't even have a gift, which really made him feel the attitude of Qingyang sect, but Qian Longjian walked slowly on the clouds, the anger on his face turned into a sneer.

In his eyes, there was a deep sense of ridicule.

Showing weakness in the open, playing tricks in the dark?

After he left the mountain, he headed straight for a city in the east. In the city, he discerned the direction slightly, and landed in an extremely beautiful and spacious courtyard. He sat down slowly in the central hall, and saw a thin and handsome young man next to him. He came up with a bowl of tea gently, put it in his hand, and said respectfully: Master, you have worked hard, earlier than I expected!

Gan Longjian glanced around slowly, frowned slightly and said, Has Jiuyou Palace sent anyone yet?

The young man said: Last night, Suan Ni told us the direction in which the Qingyang Sect disciple was escaping. At that time, the Jiuyou Palace Assassin followed him, but he was worried that if he made a move next to the Qingyang Sect, the elders of the Qingyang Sect would intervene and cause trouble, so they decided to stay far away before attacking, so they sneaked in and followed the three of them.

Gan Longjian's face was gloomy, and he said coldly: Since you have already made a move, what about people?

The young man paused for a moment, and said in a low voice: The Qingyang Sect paid their blood, and those who escorted the Qingyang disciple were actually three dead warriors in the Foundation Establishment Realm. They were not afraid of death, and they found helpers from nowhere, and they actually killed the assassins of Jiuyou Palace. However, their destination is also very obvious. It should be to escort Fang Yuan to the teleportation platform of Yuanfeng Kingdom!

It actually failed?

Qian Longjian was also slightly startled, and a flash of anger flashed across his face. Although he had guessed Qingyangzong's secret intention of arranging disciples, he was not in a hurry, but at this moment, when he heard that the Nine Nether Assassin he had deployed in advance hadn't stopped Fang Yuan, he immediately felt a little angry, his eyes were full of fire, and he shouted: Didn't the Nine Nether Assassin claim to be able to catch the green flag as soon as it came out?

How could he be escaped? If the disciple of Qingyang went to Yuanfeng country, it must be to take advantage of Yuanfeng country's Daoshan teleportation formation to leave. If he fled to Zhongzhou in one go, where should I go to ask him for that magic weapon?

The young slave hurriedly said: My lord, calm down, Jiuyou Palace Assassin, since he has accepted this deal, he will never give up until he achieves his goal. Even if he chases him to Zhongzhou, he probably won't let this Qingyang Sect disciple go. What's more, they just sent a letter saying that they are still following that Qingyang Sect disciple, so they may not be able to take him down. I hope you will be patient and wait a little longer...

Heh, killing a foundation-builder cultivator only cost three thousand spirit spirits. In order to ensure that they can send this Qingyang sect disciple to me in its entirety, I added another two thousand spirit spirits. Isn't it just for safety? They still let him escape...

Gan Longjian said in a low voice, his eyes flickering: If he really let the disciple of Qingyang Sect go, wouldn't it be fetching water from a bamboo basket?

The little slave was slightly taken aback, and said in a low voice, My lord, you haven't found that magic weapon yet?

Gan Longjian shook his head slowly, and said: The small building where the disciple of the Qingyang Sect lives has been searched, but I can't find anything. I have seen him, and there is nothing there. It must be hidden somewhere by him. I must search for the soul...

The little slave was slightly startled, and said: Could it be that... was swallowed up by Qingyang Sect?

Gan Longjian shook his head and said: The Qingyang Sect doesn't have such courage, and besides, they don't know the importance of the magic weapon. Otherwise, this Qingyang Sect disciple would have been secretly killed by them a long time ago, and everything will be dealt with. They wouldn't have waited for me to come to the door. You can see from their current reaction that they really didn't know about it before!

The little slave also couldn't help frowning: But son, you don't know what that magic weapon looks like, do you?

Gan Longjian smiled coldly and said, Even if I don't know, I will definitely recognize it!

That's all, but sighed lowly, and said: Master once told me in private that the son of that old beast of the Demon King of the Southern Wilderness, there are not one thousand, but eight hundred. Even if the silver-skinned monkey was born to his concubine, how many copies would he have? I heard that after the monkey stole his magic weapon and left the Demon Queen of the Southern Wilderness, the old beast swallowed even that concubine in one gulp, ruthless!

Such a monster, isn't it a joke when you say he talks about the deep love between father and son?

I'm afraid this precious son was killed in front of him, and he wouldn't care, let alone this son betrayed him?

If Master's expectations are correct, the stolen magic weapon must not be ordinary!

Being able to make the Demon King of the Southern Wilderness attach so much importance, maybe it will be a legendary magic weapon...

When he said this, Qian Longjian suddenly raised his head, and there was a look of cruelty in his eyes: The disciple of Qingyang must not escape to Zhongzhou and send a message to the assassins of Jiuyou Palace. I don't know how many assassins they have hidden in the Yue Kingdom, and how many envoys holding the flag, but I must let them catch me before the disciple of Qingyang escapes from the Yue Kingdom...

Would you please move the two envoys?

The little slave was slightly taken aback, and said with a wry smile: This is not in line with the rules of Jiuyou Palace...

Gan Longjian said coldly: If they didn't take people down immediately, they already broke the rules. Now I just want people, who cares about others? Not to mention two envoys, but three. I want them too, but people must be taken down!

The little slave didn't dare to say any more after hearing the words, and went to the side to deliver the message.

After a long while, he came back with a happy face, and said: The accountant of Jiuyou Palace said, they think what the young master said is reasonable, you did say that you want the assassins of Jiuyou Palace to send him immediately, so it is their fault that Qingyang disciple escaped, so they will agree to your condition, cross the border, all the assassins will be transferred to do this, and no money will be charged!

After hearing this, Gan Longjian relaxed a little, and nodded slowly: Nine Nether Palace still has some rules!

After saying that, he stood up and said coldly: But we can't trust them all, let's go there too!

Roar……

When they were talking, Suanniu seemed a little restless and growled.

Qian Longjian frowned and said, What did Chou Er smell?

The young man remembered it now, and said with a smile: Come on, son, I have something interesting to show you...

What are you messing around with?

Gan Longjian was a little dissatisfied, and gave the little slave a cold look.

The little slave hurriedly said: My lord, calm down, this little slave discovered this by accident, and I will definitely not let you down!

Speaking of leading the way, Qian Longjian followed patiently, and when he arrived outside a firewood room with many restrictions in the backyard, he took a look inside, but saw two young people, a man and a woman, were locked inside, and his brows frowned.