Nie Wushen rushed over like a gust of wind: "Go away, my master is here!"

The three men and one beast turned their heads together: "What?"

Nie Wushang said anxiously: "My master is here, and he is on it and fights with the Yuanhou Demon Cultivator."

Mo Tiange was slightly stunned. So, was it caused by the shaking here by the monks of the Yuan Dynasty?

The Nascent Soul monks take action, and the earth can shake the mountains within a small range, not to mention that they are the strongest among the Nascent Soul monks.

"How come it came so fast?" Jing Xingzhi asked.

"I don't know..." Nie Wu was sad and panicked, "Let's go quickly. If you meet, I..."

"Fellow Daoist Nie, calm down!" Mo Tiange pressed her shoulder, "You are no longer the little apprentice he beats and scolds at will, what are you afraid of?"

Nie Wushang stopped, took a deep breath, and soon his emotions stabilized: "Yes, I have become a baby. Even if I am not as strong as him, I am still an equal monk with him. He can no longer dominate my luck!"

She had a firm look in her eyes and she clenched her fists.

"Let's go," she said, "My master has stayed in Yuanhou for hundreds of years. His strength is not comparable to an ordinary monk. It's better not to meet it if he doesn't meet it."

"Yes." Mo Tiange agreed. They came to hunt for treasures, not to fight.

Qin Xi and Jing Xingzhi also agreed, but Jing Xingzhi looked at the Baihu with a pity: "What should I do with this thing?"

"You want to take the White Tiger away?" Nie Wushang was surprised.

Jing Xingzhi looked at her strangely: "You brought us here, didn't you let us take the White Tiger away?"

"..." Nie Wushang shook his head, "If this white tiger cannot take away, once it gets close, it will be filled with murderous intent and lose its mind. Otherwise, my master would have taken it away long ago."

Mo Tiange was stunned. It turned out that Qin Xi and Jing Xingzhi had encountered this just now. So, is this White Tiger no longer a fate with them?

"Then what did you take us here for?" Jing Xingzhi asked.

Nie Wushang looked at him like a monster: "Is the white tiger aura here not a great opportunity? You have a really big appetite."

"..." Jing Xingzhi was speechless. If it weren't for the experience of Guixuhai, he could absorb some of the breath of the White Tiger, he would have thought it would be a great opportunity. However, Qin Xi got the bow of the Vermillion Bird, which suddenly raised his eyes.

"Let's go!" Nie Wushang said, "The White Tiger is here, and no one can take it away. If my master frees up his hand, we will be in trouble."

The three of them no longer hesitated. Qin Xi and Jing Xingzhi took the sword, and Mo Tiange pulled Feifei back to the spirit beast bag, followed Nie Wushang and headed towards the entrance of the temple.

While flying, Mo Tiange asked, "Is your skills available?"

Nie Wushang sighed and shook his head: "No. My master came here when he was meditating and absorbing the demonic energy. I thought there was something mysterious about the demonic energy. I tried it for a long time but didn't find it."

Mo Tiange had expected it and was not surprised. The Yuan Demon Stone Monument here must have been taken away. Master Songfeng came here, and it was possible that the pure Yuan Demon energy still left here. Nie Wushen came here, so naturally he could not get anything.

"How do you know that it is your master who is here?" Jing Xingzhi asked.

Nie Wushang glanced at him: "I left a demonic energy on it, okay?" I said just now, and I really have no memory at all.

Jing Xingzhi shut up after being despised for nothing.

"How could your master come here so by chance?" Qin Xi continued.

When facing Qin Xi's question, Nie Wushang was very polite: "I don't know, I also find it very strange. Even if we come in, he will find out that it will not be able to arrive so soon."

They only came in for a long time, and Langtu Mountain was not close to this place. There was no reason why Master Songfeng came so quickly.

Mo Tiange turned around and asked, "Do you think your master will definitely win?"

This question made Nie Wushang smile bitterly: "Although I hate my master to the core, I was taught by him. I know his ability very well. Even if that man is one of the three great demon kings in Yunzhong, I don't think he is my master's opponent - or in other words, in my eyes, no one in the world is his opponent."

"Then you..." Mo Tiange wanted to say, wouldn't she have to hide from Songfeng for the rest of her life until he sat in a state of transformation? Thinking about the fact that this sentence might prick her sore spot, she stopped talking.

Nie Wushang guessed what she wanted to say and said sadly: "Fortunately, I am younger than him. If he cannot advance to the gods, he will only be alive for three or four hundred years. Then I will be truly free."

Mo Tiange was silent. He felt sad for Nie Wushang, but also sighed because of Master Songfeng. It turned out that the arrogant Master Songfeng only had three or four hundred years of life and could not live forever. No matter how powerful his powers were, he had to turn into a pile of dead bones...

While talking, he ran towards the exit of the temple without touching his feet. Soon, he returned to the cave.

The movement of the battle became increasingly louder and louder. In the temple, it was just shaking, and stones kept falling down in the cave.

Nie Wushang led them around and circled around the cave.

When he found that Nie Wushang had not taken the original path, Mo Tiange asked: "Where are we going?"

Nie Wushang replied: "If I leave along the same path, my master will definitely notice that there is another path here, but it is a little harder to go."

"I see."

The four of them stopped talking and used their escape technique to leave quickly.

"Boom!" A loud bang came from a distance, the rock layer swayed, and the sand and stones "rustled".

"Boom! Boom!" The voice became louder. It was estimated that the battle between the two Yuanhou monks had become white-hot.

Another rock fell down. Nie Wushang, who was walking in front, waved his sleeves and slapped the rocks into powder, without stopping for a moment.

Mo Tiange followed behind and always felt something was wrong.

It is said that Nascent Soul monks have initially possessed the ability to move mountains and seas, but this mountain is a small mountain, and the sea can only be the inner sea. The movement is too great now. How could the ancient sect choose this place as a secret warehouse, so how could it be so fragile?

The "rustling" sound became louder and louder, and Nie Wushang in front of him suddenly stopped and stood there.

"What's wrong?" Mo Tiange asked, who stopped immediately.

Nie Wushang looked pale and pointed ahead: "The road is broken..."

Not far ahead, the cross-section of the cave was broken, and sand and stone blocked the entrance tightly.

Qin Xi released his spiritual consciousness, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Fengsha City is close to the Xiling Mountains. The mountain must have collapsed just now. You have to go out from here unless you break through half of the entire mountain."

It is not impossible to break through half the mountain, but the time it takes is not a moment.

Jing Xingzhi said, "Why don't you go back the same way? Let's go out quickly when they both take action."

Nie Wushang shook his head: "My master will definitely choose to stop us when he sees us." She smiled bitterly, "I betrayed him and know that he has too many secrets, so he will not let me go."

Mo Tiange has no doubt about this. Master Songfeng has always been vengeful. Among his enemies, Qin Xi is fine. Jing and Daojun are actually just disagreeing with him. He has been holding a grudge until now, not to mention that Nie Wushen stole many of his treasures and ran away.

"You go," Nie Wushang turned his head and looked at the ground, "If it weren't for me, you would have a chance to escape."

She lowered her head and did not dare to look up. At this moment, Nie Wushen's heart was filled with unspeakable sadness. When she fled from Tianji, she thought she would die in the South China Sea and gave up on herself, hoping to taste freedom in her lifetime. Later, she met Mo Tiange in the clouds, strengthened her desire to ask for the truth, and finally became a normal person. If possible, she did not seek immortality or ascension, as long as she lived happily and happy like a person. But she knew that the master would not let her go. In the eyes of the master, escaping from him was to betray him, let alone stealing so many treasures from him. He would definitely catch her and punish her betrayal, just like a mother...

In fact, she remembered what her mother looked like. When she was born, her master was in seclusion and when she came out of seclusion, she was already three years old. At that time, she was ignorant and did not know that her happiness was so false, until one day, her master appeared and her mother suddenly disappeared.

She remembered that she always remembered these things. After the master killed her mother, she did not kill her, but she didn't care about her. She didn't know what death was, and of course she didn't know that her mother would never come back. She cried all day, but later, she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it, so she found food by herself. Many days later, the master appeared again, and when she saw that she was still alive, she took her back to the cave.

She never dared to think about these things, so she pretended to have forgotten them.

For the master, she was evidence of betrayal. She could only live humbly by his side, allowing him to revenge his mother's betrayal back then.

A sharp sound suddenly came from her ears. She came back to her senses from her memories. When she turned her head, she saw Jing Xingzhi steering his sword and cutting towards the stone wall.

"What are you doing?"

Jing Xingzhi glanced at her: "Of course I'm running for my life."

Ah? She was stunned.

Jing Xingzhi didn't look at her, and focused on cutting the stone wall, muttering: "I don't have the habit of sacrificing my companions..."

Qin Xi, who was standing beside him, summoned the Sanyang True Fire Sword and smiled at her, "Fellow Daoist Nie, for Master Ling, I am a must-killer, and he will not let me go." After that, the Sanyang True Fire Sword also cut towards the stone wall.

Mo Tiange was left, patted her on the shoulder, and didn't say anything, so he went to help.

Nie Wushang stared at them blankly, and gradually, the corners of his eyes were wet.

"Why are you still standing there? Come and help!" Jing Xingzhi shouted.

She smiled, wiped off the wet marks at the corners of her eyes, and walked up.

The four of them worked together, and a hole was quickly made in the rock wall. Soon after, a long passage had been made.

As he was fighting, Qin Xi suddenly stopped: "No."

Seeing his serious expression, Mo Tiange was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

"It's strange!" Qin Xi said, "A strange aura came."

Mo Tiange was stunned and used the magic refining technique to spread out his spiritual consciousness.

There was indeed a strange aura, which seemed to be emitted from the warehouse. It was cold and dark, and when the spiritual sense touched it, it felt that the hair was standing up.

This aura expanded very quickly, even more than their escape technique, and spread quickly.

The four of them changed color at the same time, and Jing Xingzhi's face changed drastically: "Ghost Cultivation!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian() to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation.)

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