All the disciples and those slightly inferior guests changed their faces together.

Flashes of flashing lights rose more or less on their bodies, and all kinds of defense measures were used without reservation.

Even the top bigwigs in the world of cultivation are so cautious, which shows that the upcoming changes must be extraordinary, so they, the younger generations, have to do their best.

You know, here, whether it is the elders or juniors, they are the most important figures in the world of cultivation. If you are embarrassed in front of these people, it will be difficult for you to raise your head again in the future...

However, not everyone took this in their hearts, and Xiao Wenbing pulled Zhang Yaqi to watch the excitement with a smile.

His cultivation was undoubtedly the lowest in the field, and even if he wanted to take action, he was willing but not strong enough. This was the first time he saw the elders of the Taoist sect using magic weapons, and he felt very satisfied. It was really eye-opening.

As he looked, his eyes suddenly condensed. What was that?

"Huh, huh..." Xiao Wenbing pointed to the most eye-catching gray cloth strip, which was at least dozens of feet long, and asked: "What is this? Is the old lady's foot binding cloth?"

His voice was extremely bright and the entire square was clearly audible.

Daoren Zhang was stunned and his face turned red. He pointed his finger and the magic weapon like foot-bound cloth disappeared immediately. Without anyone noticed it, he quietly escaped into his sleeves.

His movements were so fast and fast, and his techniques were even more concealed and difficult to detect. However, around him, there were top masters who were almost the same as his level. Although he could hide from the many disciples below, he could not hide from these old masters.

"puff……"

Around him, several old Taoists couldn't help laughing at the same time. When they saw his almost angry old face, they immediately stopped their smiles and looked serious.

"Strange, why is it gone?" Xiao Wenbing looked around and couldn't see when such a long thing disappeared. However, the sky was colorful and there were a variety of magic weapons. Although one of them was missing, it had no effect.

He looked up and looked again, and suddenly, as if he had discovered something new continent, he shouted loudly: "Yaqi, look."

Not only Zhang Yaqi, but everyone's eyes were looking in the direction of his fingers.

In the sky, a magic weapon emits a golden light, which is very dazzling. This seems to be a magic weapon in the shape of two large bowls, connected together with a golden rope.

"Look, what does this look like?" Xiao Wenbing asked loudly.

Zhang Yaqi looked at her eyes carefully, but she looked full of confusion.

"Can't you tell?" Xiao Wenbing said impatiently: "Is this a bra used by women? Such a big bra, I don't know which old pervert is."

Zhang Yaqi's face suddenly turned red and felt countless gazes staring around her. Her head was so low that she almost touched her chest, and she never dared to lift it up again.

A trace of black strips suddenly appeared on the old face of Old Taoist Xianyun. He waved his sleeves and put the proud magic weapon into his sleeves. He never dared to take it out again and showed his eyes.

However, when he raised his eyes, he saw the expression of relief by his side of Taoist Zhang, which was clearly fortunate that someone was with him.

His eyes turned, and the old Taoists around him looked smiling, and a few were still trembling, obviously trying to suppress something.

"Senior Brother Xianyun, what is the bra?" The old Taoist Yiming practiced hard all his life and did not go down the mountain for a single step. He knew nothing about it. At this time, he saw that everyone's expressions were strange on their faces and asked.

Old Taoist Xianyun's face shivered, and his whole old face suddenly turned black like the bottom of a pot.

"Junior brother, don't talk nonsense." Master Tianyi scolded sternly, but no matter how he heard his voice, it was impossible to feel that there was a slight anger in it.

"Wow..." Xiao Wenbing shouted below again.

Xiao Wenbing pointed up and was about to speak, but unexpectedly stopped.

For some reason, all kinds of magic weapons that were flying all over the sky just now suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was not even one.

"Strange? What's going on?" Xiao Wenbing disturbed his scalp in confusion, and was puzzled.

The Master Tianyi and others looked at each other, feeling extremely lucky. Fortunately, they took it quickly. If this guy pointed at it, they would have to think more about it when they wanted to use these magic weapons in the future.

Zhang Yaqi raised her head slightly, and her pretty face was still extremely cute. She looked ahead and suddenly said in surprise: "Look, Sister Feng has picked it up."

Xiao Wenbing and others looked at each other and the secret silhouette surrounded by purple lightning seemed to be held back by a mysterious force and slowly rose.

Feng Baiyi reached out and grabbed the scroll of secret crayons firmly. She stared at her complex expression, moved her wrist slightly, and secret crayon obediently entered the mustard seed space and disappeared without a trace.

"This is... OK?"

The old Taoist Yiming and others looked at each other. They were very cautious for a long time, but nothing happened.

"The Infinite Heavenly Lord."

Several old Taoists shouted and withdrew the defensive formations guarding the square.

Under the envious eyes of everyone, Feng Baiyi returned to Zhang Yaqi.

Xiao Wen Bing salivated his face, stretched his head and said repeatedly: "Fellow Daoist Feng, congratulations."

Feng Baiyi glanced at him expressionlessly and said, "You can do it too."

A little stunned, Xiao Wenbing's eyes suddenly lit up, and he asked hurriedly: "How do you know?"

"Don't you have a monster like Butterfly Immortal?"

"Yes." Xiao Wenbing did not deny it. He turned his head and looked at Zhang Yaqi. No need to ask, it must be her secret that she leaked.

"The innermost one of the five secret scripts is the mental method specially practiced for Butterfly Immortal. As long as you release the breath of Butterfly Immortal, you will naturally receive it."

Xiao Wenbing nodded silently and suddenly asked, "What about me?"

"You can't."

"Why?"

"Are you a monster?" Feng Baiyi said lightly.

Xiao Wenbing glared at her angrily, "What do you mean to be a monster?" Of course, I'm not a monster anymore."

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