Authentic Magic Gate - Chapter 38

[Chapter 38 The Courage]

The lotus shadows spread out layer by layer, covering the entire battlefield in an instant. The sea of green lotus anger was released, and the lotus petals were like swords, falling on the remaining three Taoist priests.

The golden crown was smashed and flew out, and the jade bracelet fell down and smashed on the forehead of the high priest. After the brain burst, the jade pendant on the Taoist priest’s waist made a crisp sound and exploded into powder.

The jade bracelet rolled, and the soul of the high priest was involved. Another Taoist priest was heartbroken, and the lotus petals pierced the skin on his waist. In the blood spurting, he crushed a jade talisman and escaped more than thirty feet in an instant.

puff!

A lotus petal phantom pierced his neck just right. This time, the sword intent was torn, and blood poured out uncontrollably, staining half of his body red. The pressure of the magic weapon on him broke out at this moment, and the blood in his body found a space to release. This time, half of the blood from his whole body spurted out, a head tilted to the side, and his neck was bruised.

The last Taoist priest blocked the attack of Lotus Shadow Sword Intent, but there was a numbness under his feet. A small metal snake had bitten his ankle, and the numbness felt even a little comfortable.

Chu Huai’an and Qin He’s talismans pressed against him at the same time, all the protective equipment on the Taoist priest’s body failed, and black flames spurted out of his facial features at the same time.

There was silence in the forest, only the sound of Ye Ting’s long sword returning to its sheath.

The whole battle, but ten breaths.

Even if Luo Xiu knew that without him, Ye Ting could only run for his life, he was shocked by Ye Ting’s sword. She also learns swordsmanship and asks her own heart, she can’t release such a sword at all.

“I want 40% of the spoils, 30% for Luo Xiu, and 30% for the three of you.” After Ye Ting finished speaking, he went to search for the four dead bodies. If nothing else, the storage bag itself is worth a lot of money.

Guanghua lightly restrained, and the jade bracelet was silently wrapped around Luo Xiu’s wrist. But seeing Ye Ting got the storage bag of the Gao Dao Shi, he smiled like a child.

When the sword was released, no one regarded Ye Ting as a child again. Luo Xiu wanted to say something, but seeing Ye Ting’s smile shrinking quickly, looking for the captain’s token, she felt a bad feeling in her heart.

Ye Ting frowned slightly and said: “Shi Feng was attacked, there are many enemies… I don’t know what went wrong.”

“Would you like to go to the rescue?” Luo Xiu guessed that Ye Ting’s sword would definitely consume a lot of energy, and he might not even have the ability to continue fighting.

Ye Ting shook his head and said, “I didn’t receive an order for rescue, so going is equivalent to leaving without permission.”

Before he finished speaking, the token around his waist crackled softly and cracked.

Ye Ting was a little lost. How could the captain’s token be broken? There must be a problem with the formation inside. Why can the four Taoists directly lock their own trial team? There must be something wrong with the token.

The token is destroyed, the evidence is destroyed, and the person who does this must have follow-up means.

This is no longer aimed at himself, but at the master.

However, the master has absolute crushing strength, even if you do all kinds of calculations, in the end, it is still not empty?

boom!

There was thunder sound in the distance, and then looking at the sky above Shifeng area, a crimson robbery cloud did not know when it condensed. It was someone who was robbing.

Infant realm catastrophe!

Could this be a coincidence? Ye Ting frowned deeply, Luo Xiu looked in his eyes and said with concern, “What’s wrong?”

“The token is broken. If I go to support, I will leave without permission. If I don’t go, I may miss the above order because of this. No matter what…”

“We can testify!” Qiu Baisha said from behind.

“This is about Yulongcheng. Their testimony is innumerable. As for you…” Ye Ting shook his head and said, “I will be implicated by my affairs.”

It was only at this time that he recalled the materials he had seen in the World Love Academy—Qiu Baisha, a disciple of Shuo Qingyuan, the Great Perfection of Condensation…

Shuo Qingyuan was only a cultivator of Jindan two calamities, and he had no power in Dragon Control City.

The calamity lasted for an hour before it dissipated. Captain Ye Ting’s token was broken, and he didn’t know who was transcending the calamity. The patrol mission has to continue, the battle of the cultivators of the pill has ended, and Ye Ting’s ghost Qiantong doesn’t know the whereabouts of the two sides. There is no abnormality within the range of five miles.

Except for Qiu Baisha, the rest of the people did not mention the matter of testimony. This is not a question of human affection, but the reason for the reaction is that it is more cold and hurtful.

We are not friends yet, what does your life and death have to do with me?

At this time, he remembered Yang Mei’s instructions not to find familiar people to join the team, which felt quite strange. Maybe my sister already knew something? She practiced the six realms of heaven and was most able to sense crises.

Ye Ting didn’t know what was going to happen, and he didn’t plan to hide first to observe the movement. It’s not that he is upright, but where is he hiding?

Half a day later, Ye Ting took the team back to the simple camp in the patrol area. There were already three cultivators in Dragon-Controlling City waiting for him to come back.

“The elders have an order, Ye Ting temporarily relieves the trial team and returns to the trial city.” The unfamiliar cultivator announced to Ye Ting with a blank expression.

“Where’s the warrant?” Ye Ting asked casually.

“It’s the elder’s order, I don’t dare to arrange it without authorization.” The cultivator replied.

Ye Ting frowned and said, “It’s a little troublesome without a warrant. My master still has tasks to explain.”

“What is it?”

Ye Ting raised his eyebrows and said coldly, “That’s what you can ask too!”

When he was angry, the cultivator felt a chill in his heart and almost lost his temper.

The three cultivators looked at each other, and the other said to Ye Ting: “Elder, please go back, it is urgent. If your master’s business is not very urgent, can you…”

Ye Ting felt that he was thinking too much, but he still asked, “What’s the matter?”

“Xinjun, she is dying.” A monk slowed down and looked at Ye Ting said.

In Ye Ting’s mind, he thought of Xinjun’s appearance. This is a very direct girl, expressing her goodwill to him, warmly, and without delay. After every successful hunt, she likes to put wild flowers on the bodies of her companions, so that Longyin has time to shed a little tears. She likes to take care of people and always works hard to exercise her legs so she can run faster and not be a drag.

She worked hard to eat and exercise, which made her legs a little thick, but she liked it and didn’t mind the regrets of her figure.

On the Dragon Sacrificial Platform, she wanted to use her life to replace herself and sacrifice.

Xinjun is not his friend, but his sister, although not blood.

Ye Ting felt that the matter was serious, was this threatening himself with Xinjun’s life? Do you have to go back by yourself? If this is a threat, then he can only give up Xinjun’s life. Because this was the case, after returning home, none of the three of Langxi could survive. This method is only used to deal with mortals, and the monk will never compromise.

Saying this is just to disturb the opponent’s demon heart.

Seeing the cold air emanating from Ye Ting’s body, the cultivator headed uncomfortably, “Senior Brother Ye?”

“What else is there?”

“I’ll just tell the truth. It’s the elder who wants you to go back and be investigated by the sect. Because the problem is still uncertain, I don’t want to say it directly in front of outsiders.”

Ye Ting slowly dissipated the killing intent and asked, “What crime am I charged?”

Another monk smiled bitterly: “If we knew, we wouldn’t be sent here.”

“What about the new prince?” Ye Ting asked.

“Of course it’s fine, she’s still doing tasks over Shi Feng.” The cultivator accused me: “I lied just now, I just wanted to let my senior brother go back with us, I’m really sorry.”

Ye Ting nodded and said, “My captain’s token is damaged, and there is no one here to direct them. Let’s go back together, at least get the captain’s token so that we can receive the above orders.”

The three Dragon-Controlling City cultivators agreed unconditionally. Anyway, the task was to bring Ye Ting back. It was not their turn to decide what to do with the rest of the people.

Ye Ting walked back with the three monks in Yulongcheng, feeling a little tangled in his heart. Master went to the front line, how will these people deal with themselves? Killed directly? Unlikely, this is not a personal vendetta, if you want to deal with the master, you will let yourself survive.

Maybe they just want to escape by themselves, and if they leave like this, no matter what charges they put on themselves, it becomes easier.

In the final analysis, he is too weak, and if he is in the realm of forming an elixir, he is still afraid of what he will do.

Ye Ting returned to the trial city all the way and was taken to the third floor of a trial tower. There were four foundation-building cultivators waiting for Ye Ting. After Ye Ting entered, the iron gate behind him suddenly closed.

Bang!

Ye Ting stood there, staring coldly at the four foundation-building cultivators. This is not in line with the procedure. For normal disciples to be interrogated, the disciples of the Heavenly Law Department must first come forward and give the questions to be asked, and there will be rune marks left by the elders on the paper.

It is impossible for a direct disciple to be questioned at will. Is it normal for a disciple of the Ministry of Law to come to you on the street, such a closed space? lynching!

Ye Ting was very calm, looking at the monk standing in front, he had a big cake-like face, full of pockmarks, and fierce eyebrows. Ye Ting thought to himself, the sesame seeds were spread evenly!

“Ye Ting, hand over your disciple token, storage bag, and your weapon.” Dabingyan was not polite at all, and reached out to Ye Ting. The other three looked at Ye Ting with playful smiles on their faces.

Ye Ting asked curiously, “Who are you? From the Ministry of Law?”

“You don’t care who I am!” Dabing’s eyes flashed with greed. He looked at the Di Yanjian behind Ye Ting, saliva was in his mouth, and he worked very hard to prevent it from flowing.

puff!

Ye Ting drew his sword without warning, stabbed it out, and plunged into the heart of the pock-faced monk. The blade of the sword trembled, like a lotus shadow blooming. The vitality of the hemp-faced monk was killed by this sword. Everything in his body was cut to shreds, only one human skin was intact. Blood seeped out, flowing outward from the facial features and pores.

Without the pressure of the heart, the blood flow is very slow.

Ye Ting wondered, how could this person be so stupid? Since he knew that he practiced swordsmanship, he shouldn’t stand at this distance. You don’t have to prepare yourself, you can just stab it to death.

You must know that when the gap between the two sides is not large, this swordsmanship fight far exceeds the spell attack at close range. Injuring people violently, it can completely release the attack power in an instant.

The other three base-building cultivators were stunned and forgot to attack Ye Ting for a while.

“You you! How bold, I…” The cultivator wearing aqua blue robe pointed at Ye Ting, he had already taken a colored rope in his hand, and was about to sacrifice it.