After Zha Gong awakens (fast travel)

Chapter 81

The land of the extreme north, Tian Yuanzong.

In the endless mountains, smoke and clouds are lingering all the year round, only on the green hills that spread over the mountainside, the bell rang suddenly.

After the three beeps, the protective array rose from the ground, and the light blue aura that had been hidden for many years appeared, covering the entire sect.

The head of the sect and several elders stood in front of the mountain gate, looking solemnly at Su Zhi who suddenly appeared in the sect's territory.

Su Zhi, who was dressed in black, just glanced at them with little interest, raised his eyebrows when he didn't find Qi Ran's figure, and the devilish energy around him faintly surged, "Where is Qi Ran?" "Presumptuous!

" Before the master could speak, the disciples behind him shouted out of righteous indignation: "How can you call the Taoist by his name?"

Su Zhi narrowed his eyes, and his slightly red pupils swept across the dissatisfied disciples behind the master, faintly looking at the disciples from the horns. In the corner of the memory, I found a few faces with some impressions.

It seems that they are all the disciples of the head and several elders.

At first, I looked down on him and didn't have a good relationship with him.

Su Zhi tilted his head, and there was a trace of undisguised malice in his eyes, and he casually shot a wave of devilish energy towards the place where the voice was the loudest.

With a bang, the seemingly inconspicuous devilish energy was blocked by someone, and dissipated immediately with the flash of the "Unknown Cold" sword light.

Seeing this familiar sword, Su Zhi couldn't help standing up straight.

He quietly clenched his hands hidden under his sleeves, his breathing was rapid, and there was some nervousness in his eyes looking towards the place where Jian Guang was.

The wind was rustling, and at this moment, almost everyone looked up.

In mid-air, Qi Ran's figure gradually appeared.

He was dressed in a white Taoist robe with wide sleeves. He was tall and tall, with a tall and straight figure. Taiji cloud patterns were embroidered with silver silk thread on the sleeves of his skirt, which shimmered in the sunlight. The disciples below did not dare to look directly at them, and bowed their heads one after another

in salute, "Mr. Dao." Despite being respectful, their voices couldn't hide their excitement. Qi Ran nodded slightly, his indifferent eyes glanced over the crowd, and fell on Su Zhi who was opposite him, and instantly became cold. Su Zhi's eyes turned red the moment he saw him, and he couldn't restrain his momentum, he walked straight towards him a few steps, "You really are not dead! " Forcibly blocking Su Zhi's approach. Qi Ran looked at him indifferently, "I didn't get what you wanted." This thin and icy voice made Su Zhi suddenly wake up. The pain and confusion these past few days, and the ecstasy after realizing that Qi Ran was not dead, made him unable to lie to himself. He can't let go of the past. But it is impossible to forgive so lightly. Su Zhi smiled wryly, looked up at him, very sad, "You lied to me again." Qi Ran was indifferent to his sorrow and joy, raised the long sword in his hand, and his voice was cold, not at all. Emotionless: "Stay away from the sect." Zongmen. This word seemed to touch Su Zhi's inverse scales, making him furious instantly. His eyes were red, and his devilish energy surged, "It's the sect again!"





























"It's like this every time!" He looked angrily at the people below.

"For them, they don't care about it, and they don't hesitate to put themselves in danger. What good do they have? If you want you to protect and worry about it, they're just a bunch of trash!"

With a "chih", the blade sank into the flesh and blood.

Su Zhi was stunned.

He seemed to be pulled away from all emotions at this moment, the anger went away, and the surrounding became quiet, only a slight ticking sound.

Su Zhi lowered his head blankly.

"I don't know the cold" is stuck in the chest.

The spirit sword that he was extremely familiar with sank deeply into his heart.

The blood beads couldn't stay on the sharp sword and fell on his hand.

Su Zhi looked at the red color, his eyes suddenly trembled violently, he raised his head, and looked at Qi Ran in disbelief.

But the other party was just as cold as ever.

Eyebrows drooped slightly, and his face was indifferent, with an air of compassion for the world, without any superfluous emotions related to him.

There was no hesitation in the action.

Su Zhi suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The sadness on his face gradually solidified, and he suddenly pulled out the sword from his chest.

Blood splattered.

As if he couldn't feel the pain, he couldn't help laughing.

But Qi Ran saw that the glassy light in his eyes was shattered and condensed into flames by hatred, with fury and resentment that burned everything.

He frowned, and the "Unknown Han" in his hand let out a clanging sword cry in response.

Su Zhi wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, stared at him coldly, and pulled the corner of his mouth nervously, "Master will kill me again for them." "

But it's okay." He showed a malicious and distorted smile .

"I will let them all suffer and die in pain, turn their bones into ashes, and then lock the master on my bed, and they can only look at me day and night." When he said this, his voice was weird

, It's soft, but it makes people feel a chill in their hearts, as if being stared at by an unknown monster, their whole body is sticky and cold.

The people below were furious.

The head of the sect and several elders are fine, they have cultivated their energy well enough, no matter how sullen they are in their hearts, they remain calm on their faces, but many disciples can't bear the humiliation, and they can't help but draw their swords at each other.

Qi Ran flicked his sleeves, and powerful spiritual power passed through the formation, making them calm down quickly, lowering their heads one by one, keeping silent like cicadas, not daring to make mistakes.

He had a cold face, he couldn't see if he was angry for those words, but the spirit sword in his hand seemed to have wisdom, and suddenly stabbed at Su Zhi with a long cry.

Su Zhi flickered, and dodged the sword light sideways.

"Zhihan" missed the blow, and wanted to move again angrily, but Qi Ran grabbed Yubai's sword hilt.

His sleeves were blown by the wind and made a loud sound, making his wrists even more slender, but the sharp spirit sword became quiet and obedient in his hands.

Su Zhi's eyes were in a trance for a moment.

But Qi Ran remained expressionless, calm and indifferent, "If you don't leave, you will stay here forever."

Su Zhi looked at him deeply, and after a while he shook his shoulders and laughed, the blood red in his eyes was gradually swallowed by black.

He sneered, "Master, the time is still long, let's wait and see."

The

big enemy retreated, the gloomy demonic energy dissipated, and the sky gradually brightened.

The disciples quietly looked at Qi Ran's figure with expressions of admiration and excitement.

As we all know, Daoist Zeyuan lived in seclusion and rarely appeared except for major decision-making, but he was the person most admired by Tianyuanzong disciples.

Although they are elite disciples, it is rare for them to see the Daoist Lord himself. The last time was about decades ago, at the Zongli's birth ceremony.

Now that I have the opportunity, I really can't help but want to take a few more glances.

But the head of the sect hadn't seen Qi Ran for a long time, and there was still something to discuss, so he ruthlessly waved everyone away.

Unexpectedly, after several elders retreated, Qi Ran suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The headmaster turned pale with fright, and hurriedly approached to help him.

Qi Ran waved his hands, slowly wiping away the blood from his lips with his fingers.

He did an experiment.

The last time when Xie Chen calmed down the inner demon out of control, he always felt that it was not that simple, but he did not notice the trace of the inner demon when he transformed into a god, and the eye that he vaguely felt at that moment made him suspicious. .

The results were as expected.

He can't hurt Su Zhi.

It was out of control last time, and it was this time too.

But he has become a god, and his resistance has become much stronger.

Qi Ran is not afraid of being suppressed by the world consciousness, only afraid of being incomprehensible.

But now it seems...

He looked at the worried and anxious face of the headmaster, and

his face softened a little, "It's okay, it's just an old injury." standing alone.

He was dressed in black, but it was different from Su Zhi's coldness and terror. The man's eyes were sharp, and his whole body exuded the coldness of a cold front coming out of its sheath.

The head of the sect was startled, and recognized the identity of the person who came, "Kunwu Sword Lord."

Xie Chen didn't bother to talk to him, and his whole mind was focused on Qi Ran, "How are you?"

Qi Ran turned his head to look at him "It's okay."

Seeing the blood on his fingertips, Xie Chen frowned and grabbed his wrist, resting on his pulse.

But just now when Qi Ran's bruised blood came out, it was already relieved a lot. Xie Chen was not a medical practitioner after all, so he couldn't detect any more.

He slowly let go of his hand, but his brows were still furrowed, and his heart was heavy with worry.

When he came, he happened to hear the old wound that Qi Ran said to the head.

But he knew very well that Qi Ran's old injuries had healed when he was a Nascent Soul, and his cultivation base was stable after he transformed into a god, so where did the old injuries come from?

And the headmaster's reaction is even more unlikely that Su Zhi hurt Qi Ran.

Xie Chen had doubts in his heart, but he was temporarily suppressed by worry and had no time to think.

Qi Ran also didn't want others to know about his heart demon.

Afraid that Xie Chen would ask again, he turned to ask: "Why are you here?"

"You told me." Xie Chen turned his wrist, and the little paper crane in the palm of his hand stood crookedly, and he couldn't help but bend his lips when he saw it.

Xie Chen also laughed, "Didn't the devil do anything?"

Qi Ran shook his head, "Not yet, but he should make some moves."

He frowned slightly as he spoke, with a serious expression on his face, "He has already transformed into a god. Mid-stage."

The sect leader was struck by the thunderbolt from the blue sky, and exclaimed, "Middle-stage of Transformation God?"

Qi Ran nodded to him.

Hearing this news, the sect leader didn't bother to think about why Kunwu Sword Lord came, and what happened to the inexplicable atmosphere between him and his junior brother.

He hurriedly asked, "Now that you are injured, how sure are you against him?" "If you

try today, you should be able to draw."

Hearing this, the headmaster heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Xie Chen didn't quite understand, Qi Ran was talking about a tie, why did the opponent seem to win.

The head of the sect seems to have sensed his doubts, "Junior brother Zeyuan is the most cautious on weekdays. If it is a tie, then there is at least a six-point chance of winning.

" Nefarious obstacles definitely won't take advantage of it."

He couldn't help bringing out his usual habits while talking, and he also forgot that standing in front of him was Kunwu Jianjun of his sword sect, incarnated as "junior blowing" and blowing non-stop a long stretch.

It was rare for Xie Chen to hear about Qi Ran, and he listened very carefully.

Looking at the two very serious people, Qi Ran couldn't help but smile.

He almost didn't have the heart to pour cold water on the head brother, "But Su Zhi's cultivation has improved very quickly."

Seeing the head stop, he continued: "Don't forget, it hasn't been long since the devil was born, and his cultivation has risen by one level." step."

"We need to make preparations early."

The headmaster's face gradually became serious.

After stripping off that layer of amiability, how can the head of Tianyuanzong be such a simple person?

With two sects and thirteen gates on the first floor, he can make Tian Yuanzong stand firmly on the top of the mainland, and even faintly overwhelm Jianzong. It is obvious that his vision is far-sighted and far-sighted.

It's just that he doesn't show his junior at all.

So Qi Ran went to the end, besides taking over the matter of strengthening the guardian array, he only briefly talked with the head of the sect, and then he was relieved.

He returned to Yuan Qingfeng together with Xie Chen.

At this time, on the Kunwu Peak of Jianzong in the south, an uninvited guest also ushered in.

The author has something to say:

Xie Liang:. . . I realized that only the last sentence in the last chapter

may have been written as a stand-in, but the meaning of telling myself "it's not him" is not to miss Bai Yueguang, but to persuade myself not to blame Xie Chen.

Of course it is impossible to be a loyal dog! Impossible! Even if I wear a book, it is impossible!

——Thanks

to the little angel who cast the landmine: 1 piece of Miss Lu's family;

thanks to the little angel who irrigated the nutrient solution: 5 bottles of naivety;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!