The cultivators sat on the ground and talked loudly, and they could not help but communicated with the immortal path. These people were all human spirits. Although their eyes were staring at Bai Ruxue with lust, no one spoke rudely, and no one knew what the other party’s cultivation was.

The old Taoist Red Eyebrow is obviously the best among the many qi-refining cultivators, and the only cultivator who has practiced magic can't help but show his ability.

The old Taoist Red Eyebrow raised his hand and patted it gently. A flame ignited in his palm and said proudly: "This is the flame god palm that I have practiced for 30 years. You probably haven't seen it before?"

"Brother Dao is amazing!"

The eyes of the cultivators showed a hint of admiration.

Bai Yuqing felt very funny in her heart. This was clearly a very crude spell, not even a spell. These casual cultivators were like local buns who had never seen magic. Bai Yuqing did not show many other expressions at this time, but just echoed.

The old Taoist Red Eyebrow was quite proud and claimed that he had learned a few good spells that could be taught to everyone.

He said that this magic was passed down by the Immortal Envoy, and after completing the mission, the Immortal Envoy gave it to me.

"Immortal Envoy?... As far as I know, all sects and sects strictly prohibit the external transmission of magic! Everyone, is this immortal envoy not a person of the right path? Could it be a demon..."

When Bai Yuqing heard this, she immediately showed a look of hesitation, as if she was reluctant.

The old Taoist Red Eyebrow suddenly turned dark, his eyes stared at Bai Yuqing, and said sternly: "Hmph, you have to follow me if you don't follow me, but you can't help me! From today on, you will stay in this dilapidated temple and you are not allowed to go anywhere. In a while, the Immortal Envoy will come from the north and he will bring you into the gang in person!"

The bald cultivators and others all looked fierce and stared at Bai Yuqing. If they dared to say that they were a son, everyone would draw their swords and cut Bai Yuqing into flesh mud in an instant.

It seemed that the fierce look of the group of Qi-refining cultivators was deeply shocked, and they quickly shrank their necks timidly: "Don't! You have something to say, don't do it... At worst, I'll follow you! I wonder who the Immortal Envoy is?"

"Hmph, you will naturally know when you see it. Little girl, a time-knowing expert is a hero. I don't think you are a fool! You have no hope of entering the authentic Xuanmen sect. It would be great to eat and drink delicious food in the demonic realm. Maybe you can make a fortune and become a real demon who will dominate everything!"

The old Taoist Red Eyebrow asked the cultivators to stop and sit down, and sneered.

At the same time, he also sneered in his heart, thinking that the female cultivator who appeared today was a god-given opportunity. If he gave this female cultivator to the Immortal Envoy, he might directly obtain a practice method and a true practice method!

As for his original concern about Bai Yuqing, he was forgotten because of his interests.

Bai Yuqing didn't mind being "restricted" by the old Taoist Red Eyebrow, bald head, beggar and other Qi-refining monks in this small dilapidated temple. She just drank with everyone so much at ease.

"fall!"

At this moment, the old Taoist sitting in the middle looked at Bai Yuqing and sneered, then Bai Yuqing shook for a while and collapsed on the ground and fell asleep.

"Hehe! This girl is really stupid. Don't pay attention to her when she goes out. Is my old flame wine so delicious?"

The Red Eyebrow Taoist only laughed happily, and at this time he never covered up the fierce look on his face.

"What are you doing? I tied her up!"

Seeing that his companion was about to attack the "sleeping" female cultivator, he quickly scolded.

"This girl is to be dedicated to the Immortal Envoy. Don't you want to live forever?"

This sentence completely shocked everyone. In the face of women and immortality, they chose the latter without hesitation.

Bai Yuqing's mind was extremely clear at this time. How could this mundane drug fascinate her?

At this time, she closed her eyes. As long as they didn't touch her, she would go with them. She just looked at them coldly, revealing a faint and invisible look of ridicule.

A group of mobs who compete for their own profits can fight for a little profit, and they will be beaten up and will not be a big deal. If they are destroyed, they will only be a matter of making mistakes.

But the real master and demon cultivator hidden behind it has not yet appeared.

When the so-called "Immortal Envoy" arrives, they will be taken to prevent future troubles.

...

Bai Yuqing didn't know when the immortal envoy would come. She also asked tentatively before, but the old Taoist Red Eyebrow, Bald Head Tuo and others were stern and refused to reveal any news.

Bai Yuqing could only bear it.

Fortunately, this group of people can't do anything to her and nothing can happen to her. There is no need to worry.

The demon cultivator was obviously not familiar with the situation in Jingzhou, otherwise he would not have to collect some qi-refining minions such as the old Taoist.

During this period, the old Taoist Chimei and others went out several times, and they walked quite far and came back seven or eight days later.

One after another, they brought back a few more casual cultivators.

These casual cultivators were either fooled or threatened to move into this ruined city god temple together, preparing to join the devil's way together.

Bai Yuqing was in the ruined temple of the City God, with her whole body tied up and her eyes covered by cloth. However, Bai Yuqing did not intend to pay attention to these people, but continued to practice the Great Yan Jue on his own.

In the past few days, the cultivation of the Yuanshen has been relatively rapid.

On this day, her mind moved and suddenly felt something.

Looking inside the soul, I saw that the soul suddenly split and soared. This is a breakthrough in the Dayan Jue and reached the second level of small success!

Her soul became a little stronger, and her divine consciousness and control over the body also increased a lot.

"As long as you break through twice and enter the third level, your strength will be comparable to that of the Golden Pill! And with the breakthrough of the Great Yan Jue, my Ten Thousand Swords Art can divide a few more sword lights!"

Bai Yuqing couldn't help but feel happy.

Now the Dayan Jue has always been her fastest-progressing technique, and the one that helps her strength improve the most is the Dayan Jue. After all, as her strongest attack method, the Ten Thousand Sword Art requires a powerful soul, and the Dayan Jue completely meets this requirement.

Unfortunately, the progress in the Dayan Jue was rapid. According to the above description, the slower the progress is. When it comes to the latter layers, it requires external stimulation to barely break through!

...

A few more days passed.

On that day, at night, the atmosphere of the city god breaking the temple suddenly became serious.

The Taoist, bald monk, beggar and other casual cultivators were preparing to welcome the arrival of important figures.

Seeing their nervous look, Bai Yuqing immediately knew that the demonic cultivator should be coming.

"Huh~!"

Late at night, a black fog whizzed past the City God Temple. A blurry figure in black robe wrapped in black fog, trampled on the leaves of the fog and strided towards the City God Temple. What followed was a whistling breath of the foundation-building realm.

"Those who follow me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish. The devil's way will prosper, and the righteous way will be destroyed! The old flame ghost, the monk of the dome, the beggar of flower..., please pay homage to the immortal envoy!"

Taoists, bald monks, beggars and other casual cultivators were all qi-cultivating cultivators. Feeling this powerful aura, their faces changed drastically, and they all lined up on both sides of the City God Temple, all of whom were respectful and worshipped, and they did not dare to breathe.

The demon monk was wearing a black armor on his face, and entered the City God Temple with a cold expression, with a proud look in his eyes.

As a foundation-building cultivator, he is naturally much taller in front of a group of the lowest-level Qi-refining cultivators. Moreover, he is also a magic cultivator, and practicing magical skills is even more admired by casual cultivators.
Chapter completed!