Mrs. Yan saw it and couldn't help but sigh:

"Young Master Yang, I..."

Bai Yue intercepted her again and rushed to say:

"Stop talking about anything. The Xian couple should hurry up and heal and recover. As soon as Samantabhadra Bodhisattva dies, a bad battle will be imminent!"

Zi Yu Zhenren said:

"What I said is, go back to the mountain gate first?"

So he helped Mrs. Yan first, Yan Ruyu supported his father, and the seven heroes of Shushan protected him behind him. Bai Yue carried the black jade sword and threw out a trace of immortal power, holding up the bloody and bloody six-toothed white elephant, three arhats, nineteen venerables and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's corpses, followed the last.

After a while, I arrived at Wuji Palace.

Yan Yuan and his wife each swallowed the pills and sat cross-legged on the cushion to exercise their skills. The Seven Heroes of Shushan were divided into two groups, each of whom was the master and the master's wife to qi medicine.

Zi Yu Zhenren threw a look at Bai Yue, who understood it and followed her into a side hall.

Wen Ying followed in with a booklet.

After sitting for a while, Zi Yu Zhenren just looked at him lovingly, but did not speak.

Bai Yue had no choice but to speak first and asked:

"Aunt, what happened?"

Zi Yu Zhenren smiled and said to Wen Ying, who opened the book and said:

"The Eighteen Arhats in Lingshan, you killed six, five hundred venerables, you killed one hundred and seventy-two people, this time there are eight hundred heavenly kings and three thousand Vajras..."

Good, in one day, I actually killed so many people?

Tathagata doesn’t hate me anymore!

Bai Yue refused to admit it, interrupted Wen Ying and said:

"Slowly, this statistics are wrong. How do you know that I killed them?"

Wen Ying smiled and said:

"It may be difficult to recognize others who kill others. But the monks you kill are exactly the same way of death. The flying sword escapes from your heart and drills out from your head, exactly the same as Samantabhadra Bodhisattva. Tell me, who else can do this trick if you don't?"

No, no, that was done by the monkey!

Zi Yu Zhenren pulled his hand and said softly:

"Guo'er, Lingshan's energy is seriously damaged this time, I'm afraid it won't come for a while. You have exposed your identity, but you have to go out to hide. Will you listen to your aunt this time?"

Bai Yue calculated that the next round of experience activities should be about to begin. Even if he didn't go to Heaven, he might not be in Shushan, so he couldn't care about it.

So, he took out Wu Gang's wooden talisman and stuffed it into Zi Yu Zhenren's hand, and then said:

"Aunt, this is the voice transmission wooden talisman left by my sworn brother Wu Gang. If those bald donkeys come to attack, you will crush the wooden talisman and give them an axe... When my brother comes, you will just say it is my aunt. He is a man who is anxious and righteous, but he will be in a fight without saying anything!"

Zi Yu Zhenren took the wooden talisman, but put Fairy Jinghong's cherry blossom jade pendant in his palm.

The palms covered on it, and said with great care:

"Guo'er, since you left the wooden talisman of Master Wu Gang, no matter what happens here, you are not allowed to come back, do you know?"

Bai Yue smiled and said:

"That won't work. I have to invite Brother Wu Gang to drink!"

Zi Yu Zhenren glared at him helplessly. Knowing that he could not persuade him, he held him with one hand and Wen Ying with the other, and left the side hall.

Mrs. Yan's spiritual power was just hollowed out. She digested the pills and had recovered a lot.

Seeing them walking out of the side hall, they came over and said with a smile:

"Young Master Yang..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yue suddenly slapped his forehead and took out the black jade sword from the mustard space. He held it in both hands and handed it to Mrs. Yan, and said awkwardly:

"Mrs. Yan, don't blame me. I didn't have time to return the wound when I saw you healing..."

Mrs. Yanran smiled and said:

"It's okay, I'm not talking about this..."

Bai Yue asked again:

"Madam, have all the 12,000 disciples sent out to be bait back?"

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Yan's smile instantly dissipated and she said sadly:

"There are still 3,258 people who have not returned..."

She has verified it several times. Not only did she remember the numbers clearly, but she was missing, and her appearance and life were all engraved in her heart.

It shouldn't be. I've killed all the people who should be killed. Is there still a fish that misses the net?

He glanced at the mountain of corpse outside the hall, slapped his thigh and said:

"Yes, there are still some!"

Mrs. Yan sighed and said:

"These are only a few people..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Yue had already jumped out and started from the nineteen venerables. Sure enough, each of them had a bag of people who had a raft. Before they could open it, they found a bag of three arhats each.

But there was no white elephant. There were many spiritual treasures hidden in the body of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, but there were no human race bags.

Then I thought, was she esteemed for her identity and didn't do this dirty work?

However, the monks suffered heavy losses before, and they didn't see her go to save her. What did they do?

Mrs. Yan had already opened the Arhat and Venerable's racial bag. Every time she opened the bag, her expression became dim. Each bag had dozens of people, and among the hundreds of immortals, there were disciples of Shushan.

Until the last bag fell out of more than 80 people, Mrs. Yan was carrying the empty racial bag and she burst into tears.

This is far from enough...

Where have they gone?

Bai Yue couldn't figure it out, so he took the spiritual treasures like Samantabhadra Bodhisattva one by one for inspection. As her death disappeared, the restrictions on this treasure disappeared and became a masterless thing.

Who knew that after plucking it, there was no space equipment!

This is strange. Since they are all so rich, there are all spiritual treasures for attack and defense, how can there be no storage spiritual treasures?

No, she also hid something!

With a palm, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's clothes turned into powder, and a group of women turned over at the same time.

Samantabhadra lost his position before his death, but he was a man!

Bai Yue glanced at him and then took another palm!

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's head was full of black hair and immediately broke its roots, and flew away with the wind of his palm, leaving only a big bald head.

Nothing hidden?

When she moved her eyes down, she suddenly felt that her navel was slightly bulging, as if something was abnormal. The Ziying sword flew out "whoosh" and picked her navel. A stream of black blood immediately appeared. From it, a white jade the size of a quail egg rolled out, but it was not stained with blood.

Ma Dan, you have entered Buddhism, what navel nails do you have?

Bai Yue took back the Ziying Sword, endured the disgust and picked up the jade. When he explored his spiritual sense, he was shocked. There was a small world inside, and it was covered in black.

More than 100,000 people!

No wonder she didn't care about saving the bald donkeys, and ran to plunder the immortals of various sects by herself. The evil she did on the entire mountain of corpse was not as good as her!

Fortunately, I killed her!

Sighing and saying:

"Madam, do you have a more open place here?"

What are you looking for open space?

Mrs. Yan was a little confused, but she didn't dare to look back. She thought about it before saying:

"Go to Yu'er's Linglong Peak, I'll lead the way..."

It seemed that he didn't want to be here for a moment. He suddenly soared into the air and followed Zi Yu Zhenren, Wen Ying, and Yan Ruyu also flew away.

Bai Yue touched his chin and murmured:

"Linglong Peak... Such a stingy name can pretend to be 100,000 people?"

Shake your head and soar into the air.

When he arrived at the place, Bai Yue realized that the name of Linglong Peak was the opposite of Yan Ruyu...
Chapter completed!