Xianzun and his cat

Chapter 66 My Taoist Companion

When Yin Ning came out with Di Shu, he was still worried about running into someone he knew, but to his surprise, he didn't recognize them at first glance.

Since they don't know each other, it's easy to handle. If there is a real fight later, he can also focus on the key points, so there is no need to be shy about anything.

Seeing someone coming out from the opposite side, the first reaction was to take a step back, and then someone spoke.

"But Immortal Venerable?"

Di Shu glanced at them lightly, and nodded unhurriedly.

There were whispered discussions around, whispering to each other, looking a little trembling.

"The Immortal Venerable is really possessed..."

"The immortal has become a demon cultivator."

Yin Ning heard all these words, and he frowned.

So what's the matter with Moxiu, if you don't come to provoke us, do we deserve to provoke you?

At this time, an old man in the crowd snorted and said arrogantly: "The Immortal Venerable really did magic cultivation, I don't know if you still remember the Demon Realm that was sealed by you yourself 500 years ago."

Yin Ning didn't understand the meaning of his words, but felt weird. Before Di Shu could speak, he said to the unknown old man: "So what if you did a demon cultivator? What if you sealed the demon realm? He sealed it." , he untied it, is there any problem?"

"You—" The old head portrait only noticed Yin Ning standing behind Di Shu, and was attracted by his words, turned to look at him, and his voice suddenly stopped.

"You..." He hesitated, "You look so familiar."

Yin Ning was not afraid of being recognized by others, he stood upright and estimated the strength of the people opposite him in his heart.

Although his strength has dropped this time when he wakes up, it won't fall too badly. He can't beat ten old men, but he can still share Dishu's worries with one or two.

Thinking of this, he held the sword by his side, just waiting for the opponent to strike first.

"I remembered!" The old man slammed on the head, a hand stretched out from the sleeve of the navy blue robe, pointing at Yin Ning, the shock on his face couldn't be concealed.

"You, aren't you the incomprehensible Demon Lord from Demon Realm 500 years ago!"

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar in the audience.

Everyone knows that the Immortal Venerable destroyed the Demon Venerable 500 years ago. How could he still appear here alive?Or with Xianzun?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Unless...unless the Immortal Venerable didn't kill him in the first place...

Yin Ning didn't bother to explain, he pouted, muttering that the other party was so rude: "Where am I out of tune? I am obviously hardworking."

The old man took a deep breath and sighed: "I kind of know why the Immortal Venerable became possessed..."

He stared at Yin Ning with turbid eyes, steadfastly saying, "It must be you—you must have lured the immortal into the devil! You probably planned all this 500 years ago, what a scheming—"

What nonsense!

Yin Ning couldn't listen anymore, what did he mean by seducing Di Shu?It's obvious that Di Shu loves him, but seeing him die, he is so sad that he can't help but fall into the devil, okay?

What nonsense scheming, he is obviously just an innocent kitten, it is this righteous immortal scheming to lure him out and catch him.

Righteous monks are used to talking nonsense!

The old man's sense of justice reached its peak, without even thinking about it, he raised his staff and rushed towards him, saying: "You demon cultivator, let me see if this old man won't kill you today! Seek justice for the immortal!" -"

Yin Ning put his toes on the ground, rose from the spot, landed lightly on the man's staff, drew out his sword, took two steps with the staff, held the sword in one hand, turned his palm over in the other, and condensed Get mad.

The old man put his right hand across his chest, waved his left hand, and the staff suddenly fell, and then, Yin Ning's sword stabbed at the side of his face.

He tilted his head to hide for a while, but unexpectedly, Yin Ning's palm landed on his right shoulder the next moment, and he slapped him back dozens of steps, with blood spilling out of his mouth.

"You dare to hurt the elders of my sect! Demon cultivator—look at the sword—" After the words fell, several people came towards Yin Ning together, and the sword light came straight towards Yin Ning, but it was only one meter away from Yin Ning. The time was set in mid-air.

what?

Surprise flashed across their faces, and they turned their heads to see Di Shu stretching out his hand slightly, as if a giant out of thin air grasped the blade.

"If you take another step, I won't show mercy." Di Shu spoke calmly, as if he didn't pay attention to the group of people in front of him.

As expected, the people in front of them showed expressions of fear.

"Immortal Venerable—please don't be tempted by this demon cultivator!"

After saying this, Di Shu saw that they still didn't give up, and stretched out his hand to push Yin Ning, who was eager to try, behind him, with a serious expression: "You are not allowed to run around, you know."

Yin Ning pouted at him, met his gaze, and hummed twice.

Seeing Yin Ning's response, he turned his gaze to the opposite side, stretched out his hand, and a jade sword suddenly appeared in his palm, and the devilish energy on his body continued to overflow.

Di Shu casually raised the sword in his hand slowly and pointed it straight at the opponent. With one movement, the opponent took a step back.

"You're not right."

What's wrong?

There was a faint smile on Dishu's lips, how could Yin Ning have such deep thoughts, that kitten would fall asleep when his ears and tail were touched, and he loves to be coquettish the most, and has a lot of pettiness. To say that he is deeply thoughtful is really wronging him.

"Yin Ning is my Taoist partner. I don't care about you because you are the elders of various sects. I hope you will also remember that since I am a demon cultivator, I will do it like I did 500 years ago. Just like the orthodox Immortal Venerable, he thinks about Demon Realm."

After saying that, he lowered the sword in his hand gently, and the tip of the sword was inserted straight into the ground. A huge crack opened from the tip of the sword and extended to the opposite side.

This was obviously a sign of dissent. These old guys were used to being flattered, but now that they were humiliated by Di Shu, their faces immediately changed, but they were afraid that they would not be able to beat them, so they could only stand where they were and observe Di Shu.

Di Shu also let them watch, and said at the same time: "Of course, it's best if the cultivation world doesn't want to face the Demon Realm."

How could the comprehension world be willing to confront the Demon Realm?What's more, there is an unpredictable former immortal on the opposite side, but if the cultivation world doesn't match up with Moyu, won't Moyu come to the cultivation world to make trouble?

how is this possible.

So there is still a fight, a fight can test the strength of Moyu, no matter how bad it is, it will be a loser.

Di Shu seemed to see what they were thinking. He turned around and grabbed Yin Ning, who was staring at the opposite with his eyes open, to his side, leaned slightly, and asked in a low voice, "How many times have you beaten?"

Yin Ning glanced at the opposite side, stretched out his hands and rubbed his ears, and replied: "Three old guys, seven little guys."

The old guy refers to the old guy, and the little guy refers to the junior who is weaker on the opposite side. There is nothing wrong with it.

Di Shu nodded, reached out and nodded to the group on the left: "The ones in red are yours, and I'll get the rest."

Yin Ning looked in the direction of his finger, and found that there were only two old guys and five little guys inside. He couldn't help but wrinkled his face: "Are you looking down on me?"

Di Shu almost laughed out loud, and couldn't help but reached out and rubbed Yin Ning's head: "My Ning Ning, don't be stubborn with me, go."

They said it naturally here, and the group of people on the opposite side raised their hearts to their throats, especially the man in red who was pointed at by Di Shu, always feeling that something big was going to happen.

Sure enough, when Di Shu finished speaking, they saw Yin Ning coming towards them with a knife in his hand. Although Yin Ning's appearance didn't make people feel defensive, he couldn't stand him now with a devilish aura and came with a knife in his hand.

"Everyone, don't panic, just go up to—" The old man who spoke didn't know which one he was, and led the people behind him to rush towards Dishu.

There was only a sound of clashing swords and swords, sword lights everywhere, the sound of wind and voices...

When the surrounding area calmed down again, Yin Ning and Di Shu retreated to their original positions, but none of the people opposite them could stand up.

Yin Ning silently calculated that there were two or three times as many people on Dishu's side as there were on his side, and he was a little short of breath when he defeated those people, but Dishu...

He sneaked a glance at Di Shu, and Di Shu didn't even breathe irregularly.

It turned out that he was not lying when he said that he needed to solve these people alone. If he had known this, he would not have to bother to practice for those few days.

Since it's so powerful, why didn't you tell him?Just watch him practice?

"What's the matter, Ning Ning? Did you get hurt somewhere?" Seeing Yin Ning staring at him, Di Shu couldn't help asking.

Yin Ning shook his head, looked away, looked at a group of people lying opposite, and asked him, "What should they do?"

"They will retreat naturally after a while, don't worry." He withdrew his sword.

"Since it's all over, let's go back." Yin Ning grabbed his hand and wanted to lead him into the barrier.

Di Shu didn't move, his expression was natural, and he coaxed Yin Ning in a low voice: "Go back first, I'll go back to Wuwang Peak later."

Before he said this, he knew that Yin Ning was going to pester him to go with him, but as expected, Yin Ning's arm was entangled in the next second.

The little cat's soft voice seemed to be coquettish, with some anger: "What about you, my, I will go wherever you go! I just helped you fight, and now you want me to go back alone ? I tell you, impossible."

"If you're with me, you have to listen to me." Di Shu hooked Yin Ning's nose.

"I'm not going to fight, are you afraid that I will be disobedient?"

Besides, no matter how he went to the Immortal Gate, he lived there for so long. He hasn't eaten the delicacies cooked by Elder Xu for a long time, which is strange.

Yin Ning smacked his lips, as if reminiscing about the taste.

Di Shu knew what he was thinking when he saw him like that, and reluctantly led him to the spirit boat.

"What are we going to climb Xianmen? I really like Wuwang Peak, can they let us in now?" Yin Ning had a lot of questions, but the most concerned thing was whether he could eat or not. Delicious on this one.

Di Shu grabbed Yin Ning, who was jumping around on the spirit boat, back into his arms and hugged him, "Don't worry, I can go in naturally."

"Then, then I still want to eat the soup made by Elder Xu, is that okay?"

"Well, just give me a kiss, and I'll try to mention it to Elder Xu."

"Then I won't drink it!" Yin Ning laughed, avoiding Di Shu's kiss.

"You really don't drink anymore?"

Yin Ning thought about it seriously, then touched Di Shu's lips violently, and they parted after a touch: "I kissed, I want to drink—"

"Little coquette."