[Chapter 1749 Wan Ling Zhenren]

Yang Yiyu appeared not far from the tree, his figure was revealed, looking at the person running away in the distance, muttering: “What a sharp guy~”

Since he used the stealth function of the seven-colored treasure clothes last time and shined in the Nine-tailed Immortal Palace, Yang Yiyu thought it would be easy to kill this guy hiding in the tree, but he didn’t know that he had such a sharp sense of smell and ran away without hesitation when he was invisible.

And he didn’t stop at all, very decisive.

This made him a little stunned and also raised his vigilance. It seems that not all the scattered immortals in the Supreme Mountain are stupid like the dwarfs.

He didn’t chase because the other party was very fast, and he might not be able to catch up even if he chased. Chasing would only be a waste of time for him, as long as he didn’t stop him from climbing up.

Sister Mei flew over: “Don’t chase?” She also saw someone flying away from the tree at the first time.

Yang Yiyu shook his head: “Don’t chase him anymore, it’s boring. It’s more important to find Wangzai in the depths of the Supreme Mountain as soon as possible.”

“That’s right~ Let’s go.”

Then several people continued to climb the mountain. In fact, the seventy-two middle peaks are much higher than the small peaks. They only climbed halfway up the mountain and are still far from the top of the mountain.

Only after reaching the middle peak can they step into the thirty-six big peaks, which is the depth of the Supreme Mountain.

The entire Supreme Mountain is a series of steps. There are many peaks, but there is only one main road to the top. If you step into other small roads, you will only go further and further, and you can’t reach the top of the mountain or the depths of the Supreme Mountain.

…

Let alone Yang Yiyu and others continue to climb the mountain, Xiong Bai, who was running away frantically, reached the top of the mountain in one breath, but he did not return to his cave, but went to another mountain. Xiong Bai

did not go to his own dojo, but ran to someone else’s dojo. There are two reasons.

First, his dojo is on the main road to the top of the Supreme Mountain. He was afraid that Yang Yiyu would cause trouble for him, so he didn’t dare to go back to his dojo.

Secondly, Xiong Bai felt aggrieved and unwilling. He was a fifth-turn immortal who had practiced for thousands of years and was a member of a large sect. When had he ever been so embarrassed?

So he couldn’t swallow this breath, but he also knew that he was no match for Yang Yiyu, so he wanted to find a good friend to help him vent his anger.

Not far from his dojo, there was a Taoist, the dojo of Wanling Zhenren.

Before Wanling Zhenren’s death, he was a disciple of Wanling Holy Land in the cultivation world. He was born in the high-level of the Holy Land. After coming to Sanxian Island, these disciples of the Holy Land had been in contact for a long time. The rules of Sanxian Island did not allow the establishment of any sect, but for these disciples of the Holy Land, there was no doubt that they would still have contact.

The reason why Xiong Bai came to find Wanling Zhenren was because they knew each other when they were in the cultivation world. He once saved Wanling Zhenren’s life, so when they arrived at Sanxian Island, their relationship was even better than before.

Wan Ling Zhenren has a strong network of people. The disciples of the eight holy places in the cultivation world are still a small circle on Sanxian Island. Each of them has unique magical powers. They are also five-turn Sanxian, but they are the best in the five-turn level. There should be no problem dealing with Yang Yiyu and others, so Xiong Bai came.

A bamboo forest mountain, in the purple bamboo forest.

Xiong Bai appeared outside the thatched courtyard in the purple bamboo forest.

It looks simple and artistic. The fence made of purple bamboo is very low. You can see the three thatched houses in the courtyard at a glance. The thatched house in the middle is tall, and the two sides are flush, with a reasonable layout.

Although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. There is also a gate. The above plaque mountain says Zizhuju.

This is the Taoist temple of Wan Ling Zhenren.

The state of mind of each practitioner is different from that of each other. Xiong Bai’s own Taoist temple is completely different from this one, which can be called magnificent.

After arriving at the door, Xiong Bai did not rush in, but wandered outside the gate for a while, thinking about how to prepare his speech.

But before he could think about it, the thatched door opened automatically, and a loud voice came out: “Brother Xiong, since you are here, why don’t you come in? Come in quickly. You haven’t been here for a while. Come in. It just so happens that a few old friends are here. Let’s have a drink and chat.” Xiong

Bai was stunned when he heard the voice. His face was still a little pale, and the blood at the corner of his mouth had not dried yet…

In fact, he deliberately did not wipe off the injuries caused by Yang Yiyu’s attack, just to show his pity, and let Wan Ling Zhenren take action.

When he heard Wan Ling Zhenren say that there were a few old friends, Xiong Bai knew that they were scattered immortals from several major holy places in the Bajiudou cultivation world. He was secretly delighted in his heart. It was a good opportunity to try to see if he could kill Yang Yiyu and others together and get rid of the bad temper in his heart.

With a turn of his eyes, Xiong Bai cried and ran into the door with swaying steps. After entering the yard, he shouted: “Brother Wan Ling, please make the decision for me~” As

soon as he finished speaking, Xiong Bai had already arrived at the hall of the thatched cottage.

At this moment, the first person in the hall was a middle-aged man in white clothes, and there were two people on each side, some old and some young.

But after Xiong Bai entered, Wan Ling Zhenren stood up and said in a deep voice: “Brother Xiong, who dared to hurt you?”

Wan Ling Zhenren and the other four people looked at Xiong Bai at the same time. Everyone knew that Xiong Bai was injured by someone when they saw his appearance.

At this time, Xiong Bai said with a gloomy face: “It was a kid from the cultivation world, claiming to be Yang Yiyun, the master of Yunmen Fairyland, who killed my neighbor. I just went forward to ask the reason, and he fought. I… hey… it’s all because I didn’t learn well, and that kid was hurt by him. Please help me~”

“Huh~ You are so bold, you dare to come to the Supreme Mountain to make trouble, could you be a six-turn immortal?” Wan Ling Zhenren said in a deep voice.

Xiong Bai: “No, that guy is a cultivator who has reached the perfect level of Ascension, not a sixth-level immortal.”

“How can a cultivator in the Ascension level hurt you?” Zhenren Wanling asked in surprise.

Xiong Bai smiled bitterly and said, “Brother Wan Ling, you don’t know, I don’t know what kind of secret invisibility that kid has practiced. I can’t detect any breath from him at all. That’s why I’m lucky ~ It’s not because the kid has a high level of cultivation.”

At this moment, in order to drag Taoist Wan Ling into the water and help him vent his anger, Xiong Bai spoke half-truths and concealed the reason why he felt that Yang Yiyu’s breath was even stronger than his.

Just as the two were talking, one of the old men, who was about sixty years old, stood up, stared at Xiong Bai and asked, “Brother Xiong, you just said that kid claimed to be the Lord of Yunmen Fairyland, Yang Yiyu?”

Xiong Bai had never seen the other four people except Wan Ling Zhenren, but he could guess that those who could hang out with Wan Ling Zhenren must be those scattered immortals from the holy land. He could obviously guess it, but for the sake of that little friendship, he deliberately looked at Wan Ling Zhenren and asked, “I haven’t asked these fellow Taoists yet?”

Wan Ling Zhenren was stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly and introduced to Xiong Bai, “I forgot to introduce you, brother. This is Brother Niu, a high-level scattered immortal of the fifth rank from Bailian Villa, Brother Ma from the Ghost Holy Land, Brother Long from Tianjian Mountain, and Brother Hou from the Shenfu Lingzong. We were all good friends when we were in the cultivation world before, but some of them are wandering around, some are in seclusion, and they rarely come to me…”

After giving Xiong Bai a brief introduction, Wan Ling Zhenren said to the four people, “This is Xiong Bai, also my good friend, who saved my life.”

“My younger brother Xiong Bai greets the four Taoist brothers.” Although they are all fifth-turn scattered immortals, there are also differences in status. Xiong Bai knows that he is a low-level fifth-turn scattered immortal and cannot be compared with these five-turn scattered immortals of noble birth, so he lowers his attitude when speaking.

The four people are very happy and have a good impression of Xiong Bai.

“Brother Xiong is polite~”

After the four returned the greeting, the old man from Bailian Villa asked: “Brother Xiong, you haven’t answered my question yet~”

“Oh~ah, I was too excited to see you Taoist friends, and I forgot when I was interrupted. Forgive me, forgive me, that’s right, that kid claimed to be from the Yunmen Fairyland in the world of cultivation, and his name is Yang Yiyu. I won’t hear it wrong.” Xiong Bai said very confidently.

At this moment, the old man and the four looked at each other.

Then the immortal surnamed Long from Tianjian Mountain said gloomily, “Well, I have been looking for an opportunity to avenge my junior brother for these years, but because the Heavenly Dao has too many restrictions on us immortals, I have never gone. That kid came to my door on his own. This time, I can’t let him go.”

“That’s right. When the demons broke out in the cultivation world, several families like me went with people to kill the demons, but we never thought that we would be killed by Yang Yiyu. This time, we must skin him alive.” The immortal surnamed Niu from Bailian Villa said in a deep voice.

“Yes, we can’t bypass Yang Yiyu. Among the immortals who went there that year, there was a young disciple of mine. He was a genius, but unfortunately he was killed by Yang Yiyu. Today, I will avenge my disciple.”

(End of this chapter)