Since this child was kidnapped by that charlatan, he was only seen a few times a year. The last time he saw him, he left in a hurry the next day. When asked what he was doing, Mu Chongxi would just hurriedly say "cultivation".
He was nearly pissed off.
The throne certainly cannot rely on this kid, but the royal family cannot have a charlatan. It has been a long time since we last met, and when we met, this bastard said something mysterious, saying that they came with a mission and asked him to settle his group of fellow disciples.
The emperor looked at his fellow disciples with an unclear emotion, including a few female cultivators who walked with a heroic spirit, and a few chattering teenagers who were arguing about something unknown.
He doesn't look like a serious person at all.
Mu Chongxi said perfunctorily: "Oh, how could there be cultivators? They are all just performing shaman dances in groups."
Only his father would believe in such a supernatural trick.
Mu Chongxi pointed at several disciples below him and said, "Here, my fellow disciples."
The emperor was confused, "Are they also a group of people doing shamanism?"
Mu Chongxi got angry: "No, no! We are serious people. You will know when my junior sister comes, she is the most serious." Yes, that's right, under normal circumstances, Ye Qiao is a very reliable person.
Then his father laughed faintly twice.
Tolerate his remarks that were meant to save his reputation.
No matter how you look at it, these people have nothing to do with being serious, right?
Mu Chongxi scratched his head. "Really? They are all very powerful. Anyway, we will protect this place. This is our responsibility."
Most of the most talented people of the same age in the cultivation world are here.
When the fight breaks out, I hope his father can still be so firm in believing that they are all just a group of powerful people.
It is worth mentioning that Qin Huai, Ye Qinghan and a group of sword cultivators were forced to dress like women.
Not to mention that Ye Qiao is famous, they are just too eye-catching.
Especially for those geniuses who became famous in the competition, if they don’t disguise themselves, it will be troublesome enough for them to deal with the monks who want to capture them.
It's pretty good. You can imagine that when the fight breaks out, a group of delicate girls will tear off their skirts and take out swords to fight.
Mu Chongxi shuddered.
On the other side, Song Hansheng and Mingxuan were eliminating suspicious people one by one.
"Why hasn't Ye Qiao come yet?"
If Ye Qiao didn't come to the gathering, he was afraid that he would not be able to help but use a talisman to blow up the group of people who were performing the shaman dance. Not only did those people chant in their mouths, they also tried to throw glutinous rice on him. Song Hansheng, who had obsessive-compulsive disorder, was going crazy.
Ming Xuan nodded his chin: "Ye Qiao is so quiet... Either he is making trouble, or he is on his way to make trouble, right?"
"Don't worry, Song Hansheng. Even if Ye Qiao is not here, we can still solve these things." He clapped his hands, "Believe me, I'm a genius."
Song Han sneered and looked up and down at Ming Xuan who was shamelessly wearing women's clothes: "Is it you who are counting on me?"
Rather than relying on these weirdos, Song Hansheng would rather believe that Ye Qiao will come to save the world.
Destroy it, really.
"Actually, she's pretty, Ye Qinghan." Xue Yu smiled. He didn't know what Wen Jianzong had experienced, but it must not have been wonderful, otherwise Ye Qinghan wouldn't have dressed like this.
Ye Qinghan was cold and silent: "Shut up."
There are many forms of summoning evil gods. Sacrificing monks is one of them. With the infiltration of a large number of monks from the palace, those evil monks seem to have become much more obedient, but this is more like the calm before the storm.
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Many monks gathered in the palace. After Zhou Xiu received the news, they discussed for a while. The girl in green paused and said, "I heard that many monks gathered in the palace."
"Then let's go look for the evil cultivator somewhere else first."
Evil cultivators are not only present in the Imperial Palace in this world. Perhaps there are also many hidden in the residences of other kings, princes, generals and ministers, all of whom are secretly conducting various sacrifices.
Ye Qiao thought so too. With four chief disciples from five sects in the palace, there shouldn't be any problem.
Zhou Xiu nodded in agreement: "Many people have disappeared recently."
However, those who disappeared were all monks, and ordinary people were still safe and sound.
The evil practitioners don’t dare to kill people on a large scale, otherwise they would be in great trouble if they were discovered.
Zhou Xiu and his companions planned to sneak into a palace suspected of housing many evil cultivators overnight, and they deliberately hid their actions from Ye Qiao. After all, the other party seemed to have difficulty in moving during the two days they met and spent time with him.
They still understand respecting the elderly and loving the young.
After they left, Ye Qiao followed slowly.
The monks had their own way of contacting each other and exchanging clues. Finally, they decided to go to a royal palace to lure the enemy deep into their territory and cooperate with each other from inside and outside.
They went up to provoke them and then pretended to be caught, which caused a group of evil cultivators to sneer at them. They then locked them up in a hidden place with an array formation.
With such a fake method, anyone with enough brains can see that there is something wrong with these monks.
Ye Qiao, who followed closely, watched with great interest. Being a lazy person, he of course chose the most comfortable way to complete the task.
It was enough for her fellow disciples in the palace to work hard, so of course she chose to follow the monks and reap the benefits.
Seeing Zhou Xiu and the other cultivators being taken away and locked up by the evil cultivator, Ye Qiao touched his chin, pondered for a moment, took out the contents of the mustard bag, and threw them all into the Xiaoqi domain. The domain cannot store living people for too long, but dead objects are fine.
He threw all the things in the mustard bag into it, found a few heavy stones and put them into the bag, then hung it around his waist. Everything was ready. Ye Qiao stepped on the breeze, stepped lightly on the tiles, landed in mid-air, looked around, and carefully memorized the general layout of the palace.
KFC: “What are you doing?”
Ye Qiao wrote it down and said without looking back: "Prepare for an escape route."
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That's it.
KFC understood that it would be hunted down along with Ye Qiao next.
The last time it was the guards of the eight major families, the time before that it was the demons, and the time before that it was the ghost cultivators.
The disciples of the five sects also loved her deeply and often chased after her in the secret realm.
This time, is it the evil cultivator's turn?
She came here not only for the mission, but also for these so-called evil gods. There should be more than one evil god. In a sense, they are not gods, but just powerful evil creatures.
It needs to be made to appear in the world through special means, because it is very powerful and can help some monks improve their cultivation.
This has led to many evil practitioners flocking to them, hoping to raise them and fulfill their desire to become stronger.
This kind of improper practice method is clearly prohibited in the world of cultivation. With a group of powerful people in charge, those evil practitioners are like rats in the gutter. They can only hide and keep changing places to perform rituals.
Because there are too many powerful people in the world of cultivation, the effect of doing this is not obvious.
The amount of power they can receive is pitifully small.
There are always more solutions than problems.
The world of cultivation could not accommodate them, so the evil cultivators simply went to the human world to continue raising evil gods, gathering a large number of ordinary people to work for them and stirring up trouble.
Ye Qiao walked in carelessly and knocked on the door: "Hi?"
"Anyone there?"
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